Heart Shaped Coffin
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Last published Sun, Aug 25, 2013
"Our eyes connected and I felt shock hiss through my veins. His eyes were black. Completely black."
They say that first impressions are never right, but sometimes first impressions are right. First impressions are deceiving, lies covering up what is hidden underneath.
Lies, lies, lies.
The truth is hidden somewhere, but who will find it first?
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