She remembers that night that she couldn't sleep even though he was by her side, holding her and all seemed right. It was what she thought she needed to feel peaceful once more. And yet she couldn't sleep. She couldn't rest and didn't want to admit what it was that, that was wrong. Love was still there but now it stemmed from something sick; perhaps it was thus all along.
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- Antigoni
- How do I define myself? I am an overall performer and I express mysef through performance, theatre, film, singing, writing and photography.
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