Hopelessly Devoted- Miguel O'Hara
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He was the darkness to her light and she was rhe light to his darkness. They were the perfect balance and as the saying goes opposites attract. She was the fly and he was the sun. She got to close and got burned but she liked it and craved more. Could be be too dark and bring her down with him?.
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As i danced on the pole my eyes find those dark ones i've craved to see every time i get here. The first time i say them i felt like they were calling too me, and like a moth to a flame i got too close.
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