Not So Crazy Afterall

Not So Crazy Afterall

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She thought she was delusional He thought he was crazy She just wanted an escape from them He just wanted the images to leave She was known for her loneliness He was known for his anger problems She was an open book He was hiding more than anyone knew She was intrigued He was a firecracker ready to go off And she decided to light the fuse.... As they say, "Curiosity killed the cat" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hint hint
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