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"You put butterflies back into my soul and painted their wings with passion and poetry."
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"Always the wild child, conceived in flames, born of fire. Drawn to the forbidden, witch, warlock, burning stones. Her blood is made of moonlight; part dark, part light. Her heart, it's a sword; fiercely loyal and will fight to the death for those whom she loves. You can throw her in the fire, she always returns as a flame: the fervor is her anchor, her safe-haven... her blood."
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"You carry stories under your bright sad eyes, bag loads and I wish to god I could help you unload."
"I understood the ominous sky because it was so much like you, and I was the sun always willing to burn for our love."
"He is my thunderstorm, the lighting coursing through my veins. I am his hurricane, his colorful bow of rain."
"She adored fairy tales,yet derived great rewardrewriting them to the melody of her own warrior soul.Her fairytales weren't made of desperate girlsbeing rescued by handsomespoiled princes.Her stories were made of badass womenteasing monstersand running wild with dragons."
"You broke meI'm trying to put allthe piecesback togetherThe processis takinglonger than expected."
"Your love was a vine - enchanting and beautiful, crawling around my heart and up my throat; then it strangled me. Your love, hauntingly tragic."
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