ohsigerson



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  1. Summary

    You are my depravity tonight. My carence, really. The cavity in my chest that forms when you are away; what my soul hungers for. You, my dear—I mean, my companion—were shaped from torn piece treaties and shrapnel, starburst muscles, and war-torn judgment.

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  2. Summary

    for a few seconds they looked silently into each other’s eyes, and the distant and impossible suddenly became near, possible, and inevitable.

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