All Our Broken Promises (bxb)
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Last published Thu, Feb 11, 2021
If there was a way to go back in time; to change any part of my life. The first place that I would go would be when we first met, so I could leave you on that bridge and kill our love before it ever blossomed; because as it turns out; that decision to save you would be the death of both of us before we even knew it. All the way back from before our story even began.
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