I only fell in love with the idea of you
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Perfect Kind of Hell
Poesie'The torture of loving you was addicting You were like a drug that was forever in my veins Your harsh words did nothing but make me crave you more And your cruel hands did nothing but make me want to please you Everyone told me you were hell, an...
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I only fell in love with the idea of you
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