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Tainted Love
If love doesn't hurt sometimes, how do you know it's real?
The same could be said for the life you live.
With tender arms, your warm embrace brought me the sun.
I saw it in your eyes.
It brought me comfort on the coldest nights.
Your spirit was like a never fading light, drawing me toward it.
I wanted to throw myself in the endless abyss of your existence.
Hearing your laugh echoed my mind, and soothed my aching heart.
Our love was a bitter sweet pain, a constant reminder, a content sadness.
I felt comfort in knowing it was your love that filled the silence of the chilling wind.
We were intoxicated by the addicting quality in each others company.
Rain dancing along to the steady beat of our hearts, it's a language only we understood.
I was a girl in love, and with you I had the world.

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