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They say that we're crazy, for the way we can't get enough of each other's touch. They say we're mad but they don't know the kind of love we have. The way your lips caress my skin and your hands lace between mine. How our bodies fit so perfectly together. They don't understand and they never could. We're tied together by one soul and without each other we'd never be whole.

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