Hunt’s End
I imagine, sometimes, the day that I finally fall. The day I must push my heart to bursting, my stride full out, my wits at end. The day I do not have to surrender. Because I am taken.
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Fragments
I imagine, sometimes, the day that I finally fall. The day I must push my heart to bursting, my stride full out, my wits at end. The day I do not have to surrender. Because I am taken.
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