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Part six ; where I told her my name and she made it sound like a poem

I tasted her name on my lips

over and over again.

Alis.

It sounded soft and sweet.

Alis.

Just like a piece of candy.

Alis.

The sweet sugar running through my veins.

Alis.

Boosting me,

giving me the energy I need,

to f l y.


But then I stopped and

my heartbeat slowed down.

Because I realized maybe she was

Beauty

were I was just The

Beast.

~

Pepper is licking my arm and it tickles

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