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Apr 2015
He's loving her from a distance, slowly dying inside from pain stricken grief

Refusing to see what he has right in front of him, a beautiful, amazing woman

Her love for him flowed as natural as a spring in the mountain's, showering mists of kisses upon his cheek*

The profound pain painted on her face as he stormed away haunts him night and day.

He wastes away with a heavy heart over what he's done, choosing to surrender to darkness rather then respond to light.

**Foolishness was always his demise and he feeds it 3 course meals on a 4 figure salary.
DaRk IcE
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