Lost Love Letters of Lucas Solace (youngest son of Roland DeBois) pt.ii

I think not of the now, but of the past– Genevieve;

I am enflamed.
You are detestable to me.

I am sorry.  I did not mean to speak to you so.  I am wounded and lashing out, no more.  I will remember and love you, always.



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