Slow Tides

Slow Tides

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Dark bruises like storm clouds covered her ribs and chest. Each breath was like a knife in her chest, twisting and pulling. Drip. Drip. Drip. She tried to hear the ocean, to breathe slow. He'll kill me one day.
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Seduce him and then break up in 2 weeks why? I hate him and I hate you too Why not see you both in pain

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