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Dark Love Little daggers to my heart,
Tears falling from puffy, red eyes,
Nose running into a tissue,
Body shaking,
Fear rising from within,
Worried expressions,
Small sobs escaping,
Gasping breath after breath,
Words mumbled and incoherent,
Tears still falling,
Panicking like mad,
I hate it when we argue.
