There’s no way anyone could forgive me my sins.
I hurt you too much.
I can’t give back what you’ve lost.
But there’s one thing I can do. And that’s telling you this:
I didn’t win the games.
A Finnick Odair story•
Fanfiction•
Geschreven en gesproken in het Nederlands•
Copyrights by Hwin•
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Fanfiction•
Geschreven en gesproken in het Nederlands•
Copyrights by Hwin•
Prent is de link•
[ bericht aangepast op 24 nov 2013 - 16:49 ]
Even as we grieved, we grew; even as we hurt, we hoped; even as we tired, we tried