Doubt
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- Parts 7
Ongoing49m
Last published Wed, Apr 17, 2019
Inky black eyes stare into her, searching her soul for her insecurities.
They can burn ice into her, leaving her with her vulnerabilities.
Skeleton arms hold shaking bones, sickly white skin covers them.
It can cause her to fall, make her life go to mayhem.
It can take her life's light, turn the sun into a blackout.
It can cause things to look different and now she has to doubt.
Sophie Maxwell is not who you think she is...
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