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am i worth the chaos i bring to the table? i know that men wonder the same thing, they wonder whether my cruelty and thunderstorms and tidal waves are too much for a taste of my soft love. my walls, my bravado, my worth: i have paid dearly for every inch of them and there is not one predictable thing about me. so when i hear a thousand mouths speak, "she is nothing but chaos." know that you are right, i have too many hurricanes to deny it. touch me and you will burn. but also know that soft love has always calmed the storm.
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