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New Sheets (TRIGGER WARNING)
The lights dim and a curtain's drawn,
A quiet theater as the show begins.
It's the same reel playing on repeat,
A shattered heartbroken from sin.
He lies next to her as he'd always done,
Reliving his day through adventurous stories.
But something about him had changed that night,
The girl became something he had to seize.
A kiss of the lips catches her off guard,
"I'm sorry" escapes f...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 5:50 pm
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