boys with arms like ropes tying me up.
boys with eyes like satellites watching me all the time.
boys with hearts scarred for life, boys with bruises and wounds I can never heal.
boys with infinite sadness and golden souls, begging on their knees.
I want to conquer them
love them
hate them
adore them
run away from them.
but I never learn my lesson.
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