Living With My Demon
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Our love has beginning and an end. I met him in my dream. He became my reality, and he was my begining.
And also, my ending.
He was once an incubus. But now, he is the love of my life.
And everything happen for a reason.
And now, it is the continuation.
Of our love that begins in a nightmare.
And will end, as happily ever after.
|PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME||
||RATED SPG- (R-🔞BxB)||
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||CONTAINS BLOOD AND S*X NOT SUITED FOR 18 BELOW.||
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