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[Book One of A Fragile kind of love]

Her lips were like fresh strawberries, the brightest and most vibrant pink shade.
But the words that flew out of her mouth were filled with venom.
They we hateful, full of resentment and distaste.
I was nothing more than another commoners roaming the battle-field.
She continued to give me venom kisses.
And I ate them all up.

GirlxGirl

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