Addictive

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Oh to be matched with someone so different yet so familiar,
To be treated nice and awful next,
Confusing like rainbow tinted windows,
His blinding lights had blinded me,

Yet I only see the beauty in his flaws,
The music in his hurtful words,
It's addictive like a chocolate cake,
Sweet and bitter can't get away from it.

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