You kept me like a secret, but i kept you like an oath.
cuz iβm pretty when i cry
I would rather die in your arms than live a thousand years alone.
Silently the senses, abandon their defenses
I need a hug.
Fuck I need more than that
I need rope to tie me so tightly the pieces will stay together
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A Dowry of Blood, S.T. Gibson
Me, after another night of drafting, editing, writing, editing, editing again, some more editing
nevermind *deletes the whole thing*
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