michaelsgoldendick
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- Parts 4
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It's like a spirit that haunts the walls of my being every night. It lingers, it taunts, it controls me. I have become a slave to it and love, I refuse to have my chains broken.
What is it, you ask?
I could only explain with one word off the tip of my tongue.
It's your scent.