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My love and my knife


    My love for you has a sharp end

    Just like the knife in my hand, 

    It calls me in, but hurts if I get to close,

    How I crave your love,

    But it is just out of reach of my cold hands

    

 

   Why...

 

   Why does it play with my emotions,

   Like its a game...

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Y-u-r-i
<p>Sorry it&#39;s sort...</p><p>I haven&#39;t wrote in a &nbsp;while...</p><p>Ya also by da way, all the other comments will be like I&#39;m Yuri,</p><p>so I&#39;m sort of role playing as her, a guesse???</p><p>Also srry about spelling... Hehe</p>

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