Tibi
Chapter 5
I love you she thought
Remembered
I must
Vodka had never been sweeter
Mornings so sour
Split ends danced
then fell down like dust
She stared that for hours
Wood pidgeons
cried wolf
then got shot
Remembered
I must
Vodka had never been sweeter
Mornings so sour
Split ends danced
then fell down like dust
She stared that for hours
Wood pidgeons
cried wolf
then got shot
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Chapter 5
Chapter 5