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One-A Love Worth Saving
I reached in a coffin, where my best friend lie where I was when I was a child. I pulled open the coffin with all the strength I could muster. I reached in and gave her my hand, my red, worn hand. She reached for mine, hope is surely alive, she pulls herself out and I am pulled in the coffin. Swords come inside, stabbing me every which way. She ( Read more... )
