I was a ticking time bomb. Impending to explode, any time now.
Red might stain my hands once again. It stained my entire being into a monster. I don't want to relive these moments again.
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Fanfiction{Part 1, Ethereal Deaths} "I love you, but did you really love me?" "I got blood on my hands." "I am framed. Believe me." "Regret is a monster that lurks within you. Even when I'm gone." [Also on: Asianfanfics (blackfantasies_) Ao3 (illusionary_drea...
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