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Apr 2014
To be loved to madness - such was her great desire..
Love was to her the one cordial that could drive away the eating loneliness of her days.
As she sat, we all watched from a distance.
As she broke the silence.
The tears rolled down her face.
We knew..
She lost him..

This is true.
Written by
Levi Andrew  21/M
(21/M)   
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   Amelia Crake
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