Little Sweet Cigars by texasbelle91

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“Your skin, it smelled of sweat and smoke and little sweet cigars The ceiling, stained with years of troubled hearts and covered scars Your hand, it held my own right through the corridor of cars And led me to the world of wishing wells and shooting stars.” 

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Two Worlds by PunkyNemo (TheVampireCat)

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He doesn’t fit in in Alexandria. Like the rest of them he’s too wild, too feral for these nice folk with their nice houses. They’re scared of him, scared of all of them. But it doesn’t matter. Doesn’t matter at all because there’s only one world that needs to accept Daryl. Only one world that counts.

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This Need In Me by PunkyNemo (TheVampireCat)

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There are only so many places to hide at the end of the world. And some of them are small and some of them are cramped. Doesn’t mean they can’t make the best out of a bad situation though. Doesn’t mean that at all.

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