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Pen Your Pride
Wicked Games

Wicked Games

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Sandy Corocoto By sandarafreedompark20 Updated Feb 07, 2017

I. Let's start by not calling it love.
  II. Your scent still stinks in my skin and you smell like pot and nicotine. You left a trail on my hair so you can find me anywhere.
  III. When I close my eyes I could still feel your hands tracing the weakest parts of me. And the warmth of your palm easing the ache of my misery.
  IV. I knew that our fire won't last long but the fact that I have enjoyed the sparks when we ignited was enough for me so I chose to burn with you.
  V. And my bones blaze along with your sighs and conflagrate my soul with your breathing.
  VI. Your heat almost felt like love.
  VII. I know how good you are in turning memories into ashes but ours was crimated beautifully.
  VIII. I like staring at you while you're sleeping and imagining the scene of how you would leave me one day. Because I could see it coming. I don't know how soon but it will come anyway.
  IX. Us- A short-lived flame that burned everything.
  X. Let's stop by not calling it love.

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ggraffe ggraffe Mar 17, 2016
Maganda po itong kwento pero pansin ko lang po parang ang conyo for a pov of a boy hehe. Opinyon ko lang naman po.