poetry
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…That was why they both needed it like this, as if they could somehow heal the fractures within themselves by pretending to fix the past. Damn, no—she felt her throat closing up and tears burning her eyes. Damnit, Danielle, not now. Stop with the tears. One broke free from her lashes, rolling down her cheek.
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Tangled Moon: ❤️❤️Sorry (not sorry)❤️❤️for all the emojis but Danielle and Lothar ARE the reason I sit down at the keyboard day after day, even when it rips my heart out to do it. I love them, but they make me cry, but I love them, but they break my heart, but I love them.