Private Property Series#1:SRGPP
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Last published Mon, Jan 23, 2017
Defying the fact that I am an heir of the Drellus clan . I ran away.
Away from home
Away from people
and Away from them
With no vulnerable intention of going to somewhere i found someone
someone that can be my family
and somewhere that can be my home
They took me as their own. And their i found my happiness.
But behind those beautiful smiles and angelic face lies a deceitful intention.
I was a fool
A moron
A pathetic being
until
*Click*
and with that
my story goes on
________///
just hangin'
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