Like a moth drawn to light, I am drawn to you.
Trapped in your web, I am caught.
Wrapped up in your finest silk,
An intricately woven trap of pleasures unknown.
Waiting to be eaten up and devoured with the most selfish intentions.
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There are two sides to every story. Night.Day. Hot .Cold. Love.Hate. Laughing.Crying. Like seasons change yearly, so does life, people, & circumstances. Deal with what life throws at you, as you can never be prepared enough, & it'll surely eat you alive. Like the rise before the fall; its the reasons we build up these walls. We break down & find Truth; From Death comes new life. Tomorrow will be a better day, no one ever said when it will come. Don't lose hope.
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