It was innocent
It was pure
Now it’s unsure
He noticed her
She panicked
Later they vanished
She’s different
He sees her
He’s different
He approached
All emotions left in the dust
Oh, It’s only lust.
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Author:
Chicha (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Short story
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Love it.
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