Love Is A Losing Game

Love Is A Losing Game

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This is not about two teenager's falling in love and going through hell and back. It's about the symbol of the word 'Love,' and how it can play with your mind and soul. Love is a vile thing. But, it's fragile to play with. °°° " Nothing never goes my way. I'm always left with nothing and know one to love. Why, God, did I have to fall so fast." I cried for what seemed like the hundredth time, and I promised myself I would never do it again. " Okay. You can pull the plug."
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"I could kill you," he grins holding the gun to my temple. "I wouldn't be scared," I reminded him. He trails the gun under my chin lifting it, allowing me to look him in the eyes. "No one would know you were murdered by me," he continues making me smile. "I think I might have a gun kink;" I tell him while holding eye contact. "Fuck," he mutters as he smashes his lip onto mine, •••• The crimson colour pools beneath me as I let him twist the dagger that had been living in my heart since the day we had met. Sometimes we settle for the love we think we deserve only because are parents didn't portray it better therefore we think the bare minimum is over the top. ••••

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