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Dammit Stevens


If kisses could burn then ours is fire. Just make up your mind and seal all desire. You seem to compare above all. I've hit the ground without a fall. There's nothing left I cannot feel... So tell me, was this really real? Why do you play games with this already damaged heart? Just go the heck away or figure out your damn part! A kiss above all just to call it even? Why do you do this? Dammit Stevens...
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