Would You Take Another Shot To Restart..
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Last published Tue, Jul 14, 2015
Gasping at first then moaning, as he sunk his fangs into my bare neck. So maybe I shouldn't have been at The Club "Fangs" and I really shouldn't have been there at two in the morning either when my sister's funeral was the in a few hours, but I wanted to die, to be with Mary.
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