The Dark Storm
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She was beautiful, magnificent, amazing.
She was also dangerous, sneaky, and very bad.
She was someone I needed, someone I craved.
She was like a drug, a very addicting, lethal drug. Every intake I take of her, leaves me with a certain
level of highness, making me dazed by her appearance, her existence, her pure beauty; making me satisfied, leaving a cheeky smile on my face.
She completed me. She was the missing piece to my puzzle.
Despite everything she's done, the people she's killed, and the way she manipulates people to get her own way.
Despite her attitude and the way she speaks her mind, not giving a fuck what she says, I knew the first moment I laid my dull brown eyes on her, I just had to have her and I was going to make her mine.
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