i like to fight, a lot
and it surprised me when
i saw you, hovering over
my beaten and bruised
body, taking my spot.
...
it was weird to think you
cared enough to help me
so i could stay alive. when
after all this time, i thought
you were just a monster, who
feared the light.
...
but as you took
my place, i realised that
despite what others think,
you're still part of my
family and saving me from
dying, is probably the most
nicest thing you've ever done
in your entire life.
...
so, thank you
dean. i know for
a fact that if it wasn't
for you and your psychopathic
ways, i wouldnt be writing this
right now, for I'd most definitely
be dead.
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dark minds [completed]
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