Addicted z.m

Addicted z.m

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Little did she know that under that hard gaze and those masked eyes was a heart broken by the single pull of a trigger; the single cease of a beating heart. "No amount of nicotine in my system could compare to the addiction I have for you."
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He needed an escape. She needed someone to listen to her story. She was alone. He had people surrounding him all the time. He needed something. She was that something. They lived different lives, liked different things, but they were each other's saviors. Each other's constructors to build a new way of sight. To build a bridge to a brighter side.

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