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What is love? baby don't hurt me....
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What is love? baby don't hurt me.... The two locked eyes, the world fading into nothingnesss around them, time slowlying down to a standstill. Their gaze was a fleeting moment, yet in those few seconds, an eternity of curiousity. They were sat apart from one another, friends of friends, strangers among the people they knew, drawing closer to one another, if only in mind. Her eyes burned brightly ,a blue inferno casting all in shadow. His eyes were dark, swallowing light into the endless void. Her skin was soft and creamy, milky, like freshly fallen snow, undisturbed by the cold permeating from her. His skin was dark, like a hot coffee, almsot smoldering from the warmth it radiated, scars visable from a life that occasionally gave a wound. This what it's like when worlds collide. Her hair was neatly groomed, colorful chestnut lockes layering over one another, long and full of beauty. His hair was short, blacker than pitch, messier than all hell, yet oddly fitting. The two continued staring into one another, being drawn in and out by eachother, tidal forces<b> locking </font></b>and clashing amidst an indifferent sea. They begged, let this moment never end, or let words find the strength to bring them closer. the two talked, finally. Convesation flowed between them in a manner befitting old friends, desperately trying to learn what they could of the other. Time is a thickle mistress, moving slowing, and at times, too fast. Her words were a river, effortlessly, coursing with strength. His mind was empty, a vast nothingness with no end for her to flow into. Life can be hell, people make Heaven a place on Earth. Thanks for reading |
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Could you write it in french ? will have to ask for a google translation now ! 
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So very deep and lusty
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