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Bedtime story.

A*
Your the moral of my story
My happy ending starts with you
The villain of my story hates the thought of you
So pull me in close and rescue me with your best weapon called love
for the villain has cut me left me beaten and bruised
My love was feral until i met you
Now I kneel before you
With desires of washing your feet
Darkness is no more and neither is defeat
You feed my hungry soul and quench my thirsty spirit
For life is a test
Which means you are an A*
Melt away my scars
Don’t love me from a far

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