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gates of love


As i walk in the gates of hell 

I see him standing there

He's waiting for me to come in

I see how the fire starts to rise 

He gives me a murderous look

I instantly get chills and butterflies

Oh how i loved it

He slowly burned me till i died

He killed me with his fierced love 

I fell for him and i'm going insane

I think we're perfectly made

 

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