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hell is what you make of it
your love, my death
your eyes, my blindness
your heart, my ice
your body, my cul-de-sac.
your laughter, my tears
.
your thoughts, my insanity
the two of us, my hell
thank you, baby
I never thought
hell would be so
beautiful
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