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Him
With you, I fell asleep to the sound of my blade slashing and the feel of blood soaking my mattress.
With him, I fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the feel of his warm skin on mine.
With him, I fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat and the feel of his warm skin on mine.
Published 3rd Jan 2015
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