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Apr 2016
I still remember you.
Your smile, your laugh.
I remember everything you used to do.
It's been eight years
And yet i still have so many fears.
I thought you being gone would make me stronger...maybe I just have to wait a little while longer.
Briana Dawn Smith
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Briana Dawn Smith  Hell
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