Marked By You
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TRIGGER WARNING: I suck at putting them in the book so if you need one for any reason this is it. Be careful love:)
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Once you become addicted to something it never goes away.
And that's what we are addicted.
When addicted you'll do anything to get your next fix and for us that involved fighting, murder, and risking our lives just to see the other breathing.
and even when your "sober" you'll always be addicted, that will always be your one true craving.
That's exactly what happened too.
We would set fire to the world around us and never let a flame touch the other because if we did...
... we'd destroy ourselves in the process.
Simply I was marked by him
And he was marked by me.
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