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May 2014
I would love to say that I still have hope.
I would love to say that I still have faith.
But I can't lie to you.
This has hurt me too much.
The me you brought out of me left.
I don't have the will anymore.
I don't even have the will to live.
Víctor Manuel Serna
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Víctor Manuel Serna  Tucson, AZ
(Tucson, AZ)   
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