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May 2016
"I'm back"

Standing on the door, uninvited. I don't know how he found out where I hid the keys.

"You think you can get rid of me? I'll always be a part of you."

I couldn't move.

"You can't **** me unless you **** yourself"*

A sly smirk painted on his mouth. Next thing I know, I was in his arms again.
It's a cycle I can't get out of.
Luna
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Luna
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