Flowers of Despair
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✖ | Brushing my hair away from my forehead, he pressed his lips against my forehead in a kiss that felt cold and distant. The kiss lasted five seconds, but in those five seconds, I wondered if a part of him was lost somewhere in those flowers of despair.
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