philophobia

philophobia

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His clothes smelled of smoke And his mind was clouded with it Every time I tried to extinguish the smoke it kept spreading I never did get through to his head I'm scared of what I would've found maybe a few broken dreams maybe a few broke hearts
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His hands felt like ice on my burning body, his touch vacated permanent chills in my mind. The way he was holding on to me, it was like he'd never been loved, like he never been shelter. I could hear the sound of his heart beating...It was going so fast, so fuckin Quick disclaimer this book isn't edit so there's a lot of mistakes, I'm going to edit it but for now be warn that there's a lot of typo's. (This is my first complete story on wattpad so be nice... please)

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