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The True Hurt

When someone you love dies, At once, you recollect all of the memories you made together. And then, the realization descends upon you, That none will ever be made again.

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sidd-kingsley

Russian

For You?

Written by

sidd-kingsley

Russian

Published: Aug 22, 2012
LinesWords: 430

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