CHAOTIC PERFECTION

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Whatever our souls are made of
Hers and mine are the same
When she touches me
My body ignites
No matter how angry,
How hurt and sad
No matter how mad she makes me
I can't let her go
We are terrible for each other
And that is what makes our love grow
I love her so much
We are so different yet the same
We are two worlds apart

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