KILL ME LOVE
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Last published Fri, Sep 4, 2015
Nikandros had saved me from myself many times. While I was haunted by the ghosts of my past - it was Nikandros who had held me in his arms. He had calmed the shudders that my nightmares caused, and he had woken up every morning next to me, to give my days a fresh new start. All my worries were lost in the moments in which he made crazy passionate love with me. He was truly my Savior... that is until I realized that he was saving me for himself. My life was now his to command and, to ruin. He raped my soul and sucked my life with more pleasure than he derived from the love we made.
He had saved me from eternal death so he could KILL ME every day.
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