Our third kiss reeked of whiskey and tobacco.
Our third kiss screamed heartbreak
and desperation, and the will
to forget, the will to forget
the ache in her heart
that was caused
by that jerk.
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Soft [m.yg]
Fanfiction"Her lips, her hands, her words, and her voice were all too soft for her harsh heart." [Completed]
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