Artificial
Chapter 2
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 8
He asked what was wrong,
The hurt was like drought,
The dryness of love showered by hate,

When I didn't answer he knew what to do,
The next thing he said shattered me into a thousand pieces,
He said he doesn't love like I do,
© alvahmara,
книга «Once A Dream».
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