TAINTED ADORATION
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He found me
He liked me
He coveted me
He owned me
He kept me
He sustained me
He possessed me
He loved me
He broke me
Although I have been having very weird dreams and incessant fevers. I've still basically been living a normal life so I find it alarming that all of a sudden I start having strange symbols on my arm and my boyfriend manages to drag me into a mess that he made with some dangerous men. Its even stranger for me because I can't help my attraction to the most intimidating one of them all. Why does my heart beat faster when he's near me and why does he act like he knows me?
I know he's dangerous but I find myself craving something I know I should not have.
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