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I hope she wouldn't judge me. Or maybe she should.
I don't want her to stop talking to me. Or maybe she should.
I play with blades. I am dangerous.
She doesn't deserve to be in danger. Not because of me.
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Kısa HikayeHer solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow.. He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand. When their paths meet, will the blood be...
