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No he's never the same as you,
because when he kissed me
I tasted blood in his lips
and he smelled like musk and vanilla
that lured me to hell
and the way his voice sounded
threats me to dissolve into
a million parts inside him,
but my love when you kissed me
you are light as stardusts floating in summer night skies
and your scent reminds me of heaven,for you are an angel with life saving hands
and he was the prince charming that wrecked my fairytale ending.

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