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I may call you the Devil
Even when I miss you so

But you may just be the right amount
Of darkness that makes the blinding light bearable

You are not evil no,
You are heaven on earth

You are my perfect one
You outmatch me at everything
But I can be a complimentary second

Make everything better
More pleasing

I am not necessary to you
But without you?
Baby that's a sad compliment

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