People say that the prettier the rose, the sharper her thorns. But that's not working for me. Instead, my life is like a flower, in bloom one second and wilted the next.
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Story by Ciel Mickaelis
The Street Rat by Hell_to_Ciel
The Street Rat
<Looling for editor and/or cowriter for my BB stories -Ciel> Blu was used to the title of Street Rat, h...
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