Title: Victims of Love
Additional Notes: *Sigh. This is a drabble fic/song fic. I've got some sort of obsession with them since I started to write them.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Clique or Good Charlotte's lyrics to the song "Victims of Love"
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In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, its gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation,
You never listen, I never listen
Now I'm thinking of a way that I can make an escape
It's got me caught up in a web and my hearts the prey
Do you really want yo throw your heart away, away, away?
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If you ever asked Dylan Marvil what love was, she would tell you that love was some crazy kind of thing that was sort of like a drug, because it was so highly addicting, and, in a way, it was like a slow-acting poison. It would seep into your blood and travel swiftly to your heart. You wouldn't know it for a while, but it would slowly kill you.
In other words, love hurts.
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Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been worn by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
You can change but you'll always come back for more
Its a game and we're all just victims of love.
Don't try to fight it, victims of love
you can't decide it, victims of love,
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Dylan was in love once, you see and sure, love would fill you up with the blissful and happy moments and memories, but once that person was gone, you'd feel hollow and numb, the way Dylan did when Derrick left her. It caused her tons of pain. But Dylan Marvil was only one out of the millions of boys and girls who had felt that way that month. But it was worth the pain, because for a short while, she was happy.
Dylan Marvil was a victim of love.
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Now you've back tracked
You're running away cause it just happened again and you just want it to end
Trying your best to not let yourself go cold, so cold.
Now you think about the things you thought you wanted to say
But when you open up your mouth it don't come out that way
Are you really gonna throw your heart away, away, away?
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Eh. That was sort of random and sucky-ish. But review anyway please?
~ T e c h n i c o l o r
