Apocalypse | Regulus Black
"Your lips, my lips. Apocalypse" "Keep me in your heart for you break me in your hands" "You burn my skin yet promise to never let go" | easy read | Beautiful poetry
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"Your lips, my lips. Apocalypse" "Keep me in your heart for you break me in your hands" "You burn my skin yet promise to never let go" | easy read | Beautiful poetry
"Why'd you come here every day? Cigarettes don't run out overnight." Alex Turner is in his last year of school, perfectly ready to let it pass by like a grey train with no intentions of jumping on. He doesn't expect anything interesting to happen in his very mediocre life, and that's when a girl dressed like his fav...