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It’s not enough for my fist to breach the sanctity of your flesh. No, I must reach the heart beneath it, seize that wretched organ in my grasp, and wrench it from the hollow of your chest.
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Tense.
Intense.
She was burning beneath my touch;
I was dying in the fire she started.
She was burning.
I was losing my soul
somewhere between
her moans and mine.
I believe people deserve patience and second chances. Sometimes, all they need is someone who sees their flaws but chooses to stay and believe in them anyway. Because nothing hurts more than losing someone you want