Cold Soul
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Jul 7, 2016
His eyes was drowning in loneliness. I was starting to feel my sorrow towards him. But before I could speak, he planted his mouth on mine. I knew we both were in need of some comfort. We needed some affection desperatly.
"Harry I'm so sorry." looking up into his eyes where there were tears. I was so sorry for him. Intead of a respond, he grabbed me and pinned me against the wall.
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