Perfect Kind of Hell

Perfect Kind of Hell

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Poetry
'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, and they were right But you were my perfect kind of hell' {m} {cover made by @peachspit}
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This is from a girl with far too many words to say, in the hope that it will cheer you up during those rainy days. 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐓 - 'It's consuming me. I'm sorry. I'll miss all of you, and I'll miss the occasional happy peaceful mornings when I did not know Truth. I'll miss the solace of lonely nights and weekends spent adoring sunflowers and blooming petals. I'll miss all of that, but it's alright. You'd be happier, I reckon - and that's all that matters.'

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