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Burnt Sugar [F.W]
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MaduroConcluída qua, ago 22, 20182h 27m
My lips started trembling trying to say something, anything, but nothing came out.
As always his luscious curls covered his forehead but this time he looked mad and insane.
His dark chocolate brown eyes were sending me messages that I could not decipher.
Then all of a sudden he turned away like he would punch a wall or something but instead he just left for the door and in a split second he was gone.
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