Two.

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Day after day
Night after night
The feelings never faded

No words could describe the feelings taking over them
It only grew stronger
It was almost toxic

They needed each other the way we need air to breathe

Their hands intertwined within each other's, their eyes beaming the way a child looks at candy
The way lust takes over a teenager, making them stupid and impulsive, nothing else matters but them

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