Sleepless Nights
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication lun., juil. 27, 2015
Sleepless nights, they are so long and dark. Empty rooms are lonely and cold. Everything seems lost. I've lost their trust. Falling down a darkened hole. I've lost my soul.
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