Broken Angel
I will never forget the day when I first met my broken angel. It was a winter that was colder then any other before, apparently due to ‘Global Warming’. Christmas was just a few weeks away, and already the excitement was pumping through my, at the time, young veins. Having been eighteen at the time, I was quite stupid and reckless.
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