I got up early today, for no occasion at all, just for watching you leave and feel your kiss on my lips. Yesterday you told that you like me when I read, that I am so beautiful doing it. I never thought about it before. Days ago you said that you missed my writing and that you liked how I did, it never crossed your mind that all I wrote is about you. I know in the past month I didn't dance in the kitchen anymore while I was cooking for you. It's because I lost my mind. I don't mind losing it as long I don't lose you.
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Divine Violence
HorrorWhat if your past came back to haunt you? What would you do? WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS DISTURBING TOPICS. This is a fictional story.
