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Sep 2013
He left.
when he left, he took a part of me with him.
the most important part, my soul, my heart, my happiness.
he took it all with him.
There was nothing left of me.
the memories would slowly fade as time went on.
I still wonder why he left me when i needed him the most.
what did i do to deserve a life like this?
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   Rae, ---, Nicole Pierson and Eliza
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