Bittersweet Tragedy - Pete Davidson

Bittersweet Tragedy - Pete Davidson

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SEQUEL TO SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL My mind began spinning round and round as the tall figure stepped in front of me blocking the sun from my view. "You seem lost." He was perfect in almost every way but one. It was no wonder every girl on the street turned back to look at him. He was familiar, strangely familiar, but I couldn't figure out how. "I'm sorry? Do I know you?" All he did was chuckle before walking away, leaving me with more confusion and a face that would haunt me once more.
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