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i love all of the lovely bits
and every one of the gory bits
that mesh together -
sometimes clash together
that make you impossible,
but stunningly wonderful you are.
parts of you that prefer to stay hidden
behind closed doors
and never brought out in the daylight,
and the parts of you
that are afraid of the dark.
because I never know
how dangerous loving someone was
until I met you
because before you came
and became a new drug I had yet to discover, i used syringes and half-empty bottles to chase the high you brought me
in the middle of the night
when we'd stare at each other with the lights off.

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