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Don't you dare pity me...
I am not in love with you because I want to be.
No, I am in love with you because you are now apart of me.
You have become the disease in my veins,
Memories of "us" are corrosive, acidic slowly eating away at my soul.
Yet, I spend all day and night, sifting through the thoughts of you...
Searching everywhere for a cure to rid myself from this love.
Writing on the Max
JulesinPeaces
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