Lexi Writing

I miss you.

She didn’t have much reason to be afraid, he thought. Except that she had every reason, in the eyes of other typical white girls. Five of them..

Ropes of kindness bind me here They scream 'you don't know true fear' The devil, saint's clothing does wear And of his own the devil cares ..

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