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 slave keeps begging to be loved fully. With never a second thought of it, worth the person never has to second guess themselves. Why cant love be pure and a treasure. slave is so in love, but wondering if its more of a curse.  Love always turns to fire, and fire always burns. It also give life and heat. So what is love? Is it just the burns or does it give life.  Just not sure, right now all slave can feel is the burns. When someone you love the most shows you that they don’t feel the same way, it kills.  slaves eyes haven’t been dry it weeks, slaves life feels like it just crashed around her. Begging for what slave knew, what slave thought she loved. Now she has to start all over again, and just not sure slave wants to.  slave needs someone to keep the monsters away in the dark, to call her name, to love her and give her life. Right now its like slave is waiting to die.. This time love is danger, its pleasure, it everything you hate, everything you need….It s the one thing that can bring the strongest to their knees, and the weakest to their feet. Love is heaven, with a hidden hell. Share your stories