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A Love Story

by @nicole-ann-osborn

The best love story is the one between the chain smoker and the asthmatic. For if he hadn't changed for her, She'd have died for him. Their Love ran through their veins. So they saw past each others skin. And it was seemingly fantastic the love story between the Chain Smoker and the Asthmatic. She was perfect in his hazy eyes And She Loved Him like crazy. This left them only partially sane. As their burning love ran through their veins. He loved her to Death. And so she loved him back to life Their Love still flowed through their veins even after they used a knife. All they bled was their blood. And soon were both embalmed with only Love. They killed each other softly but died swiftly One went Below And one above. Not one smoke or earthly temptation. Not even Death's dreadful separation Could Kill their undying love. © copyrighted Nicole Ann Osborn
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