Stockholm Syndrome

You hold my thoughts hostage throughout the day, and I don’t have the heart to let go. I can’t escape you. You stole my heart and make me want to break every rule in the book, I want to be your partner in crime. Trapped in your arms, locked in your embrace, and throw away the key. I’ll do the time if I can spend the next 25 to life with you.

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