Hidden Sanity (Jeff The Killer Love)
- LECTURAS 68
- Votos 3
- Partes 1
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Última publicación mar, jun 25, 2013
As I slipped into her room, the darkness surrounded me. The light from the neighboring porch lights revealed her. Her breaths were slow, steady, and silent. Her skin was as pale as I remembered, but because of the darkness she looked lifeless. Her blonde hair covered her plush cheek as she laid there. I walked over and pecked her soft, flawless forehead. The sweet fragrant of roses swarmed her flesh. I pushed a strand of hair out of her face, then left. Is it even possible...she...I can't stay with her, I might harm her...I can't risk that, if I hurt her she might turn me in...
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