Bleed For Me
His blood washed my face, and I wondered if I would ever be able to feel him again. To recognize it, even after that pathetic accident. Little did we know that the only one with sequels would be only and exclusively me, and so the sins would accompany me for the rest of my nights.
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Oi, gente. (Me perdoem pelo perfil antigo. Eu mudei. Juro.) Sumi daqui, tá? Apesar de sentir falta de escrever fanfics, não t...
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