i feel the need to kill you kiss you throw you thrill you but a bigger need to have you have you for my own i resent the fact you hate me loathe me avoid me detest me but a bigger threat you leave me and not see you at all i see this isn't working the chase is quite tiring the mace is still stinging and i can't feel my arm i'll bother you no more this has become quite a bore my body's still sore and my feelings are numbBirth sign: Leo
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