thirty five;

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Soon, a never ending cycle had begun,

He'd tell me he loved me,

he'd intoxicate me.

He'd tell me again,

then he'd intoxicate me.

Told me he loves me,

then intoxicates me,

he loves me,

he loves me,

he loves me.

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