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To die..
I hear the thunder, I hear the cries.I smell the burning; my past dies.I feel the death, all around me.The heavy smoke whispers night we cry,it's all we know.We dream ...
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The last time...
Stepping into the light, out of the dark. I see the door knob. I reach out, and grasp it. It's such a feeling i have inside, it's like butterflies, only ...
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a french romance
okay so i created a couple of chapters for this "book" and i have a name, that i wont reveal, until i know its correct for the story. so here's ...
