The Graveyard

The Graveyard

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The night was so cold, I couldn't feel my arms or legs. The rope cut into my arms, but I couldn't feel any pain. I looked up at the sky trying to see the moon, but to no avail. Then I heard something. It sounded like something was coming my way. (Under Construction) -Image is not my own.
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The wolf attacked me and I feel as though now bearing these scars I am alive but a part of me is dead. No one could love me, no one will love this tampered body but one. He is the one I truly love and he loves me until he tells me his secret. The one that will tear us a part and the one that will put me in danger. Is it love now? Or was it all just a lie?

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