Chapter III

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„Touch me Kiya" she whispered in my ear

„Love me Kiya" she screamed with a bloody tear

Listen my lovely dear ...

Bring your body on the abyss of hell

Risk all the suffer for the romance of a poet

And fall for me .

I promise your soul will be catched by my guardian angels

To bring you on the throne of my love where it truly belongs

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕻𝖔𝖊𝖙Where stories live. Discover now