Dissuade

Chained Dolls Prose

There are tales I’d like to whisper in your ear, under a pale moon, about the time I danced with pain and grew infatuated with the sky’s razor edge, but I fear my truths may dissuade your heart from seeking mine.
Dissuade Copyright © 2017 Anna M. Asbury


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