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A Story by Chyna
Cuddling on a rainy day, having my shoulders massaged,
catching my lover’s eye across a crowded room. I could live without all of
this, withou..
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" I was never the one that got away, do not lie when you tell the story,
Tell them i am the one that clawed at your face and bit your hand to loosen ..
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