"What is the white for?"
Frank inquired to me again
As I splattered white paint in certain areas,
including my face.
It wasn't random,
I had every intention to put it there.
That white had a purpose.
I didn't listen to Frank at first
when he asked,
but when I realized what he really had asked me,
A shock came over my body.
"It's sugar, Frankie."
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
