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Love is the sweetest venom.
Lawrence
I told her I wanted her body and not her love.
I lied.
Ronan
I fell in love with a lie...
She was beauty and destruction.
Kissing her was a tender song.
Owning her body, a wild poem.
Loving her, my downfall.
But she was mine.
Or so I thought.
Blaire
One man offers me his love.
The other, the world.
I'm falling, falling, falling ...
And there's no end in sight.
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