Dangerous

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02/08/15

Pain,
I love it oddly enough.
Its a source of inspiration,
less thoughts of desperation.
The feeling of emptiness,
from this I thrive.
No one will know,
that I'm not alive though.
Its my little secret,
that I've already died inside.



He takes my hand and smiles down at me, the close proximity of his face mesmerising. His fingers lace into mine and squeeze hard like he doesn't want to let go, making shocks run through my body. He looks down to our hands and then looks back up to meet my eyes with his heavenly chocolate ones, showing emotion for the first time in what seems like forever.

"What I'm trying to say is..." He pauses to lick his lips and take a deep breath. "Good people have bad habits and baby I really wanna be yours."

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