jailbird { h.s }
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MatureOngoing1h 55m
Last published Sun, Jul 13, 2014
he was dangerous, i knew he was. he could kill me any second. but why he kept me alive was a mystery. he had the power; he had a cold gun and a emotionless personality. the gun was kept hidden, and so was his heart.
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