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The one I scared that got away…

“Ice, Ice, Baby…” I said, as she gave me the cold shoulder. Her long blonde tresses barely concealed the cruel line of her epicene lips. Lips that I would never kiss.
Walking away she looked even more beautiful. I liked that, that feeling of losing something, the feeling of something getting away - it made the hunt even [...]