"What will they say about my poetry who never touched my blood?"
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You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.
— Cassandra Clare
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Jace reached up to unzip his jacket. Simon-I dont care how hungry I am, I am not going to drink your blood again. Jace-Like I would let you.
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