dear tix,
The memories of her are softly kissing my mind now and again. I'm falling back in. I miss her so much.
B.
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His Fruitless Death [complete]
Poetryhe just couldn't go on anymore, yours truly, Tix.
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dear tix,
The memories of her are softly kissing my mind now and again. I'm falling back in. I miss her so much.
B.
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