Broken Glass

Broken Glass

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A troubled past, a tormented present, a secret and a hidden love. Nothing has ever been picture perfect, there are always dark clouds covering the light, nothing ever good comes from the darkness, always broken promises and trust given to the wrong person. Life has never been easy for Louis, he was abandoned as a child at the age of five and was brought in to a foster home. He never really fit in with the other kids, they were always picking on him, fighting him and punishing him in ways that made him feel numb and afraid but most of all vulnerable. Until one day someone comes along and tries to fix him from his broken state. But can love fix a shattered heart and broken soul? Or is it to late?
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I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

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