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Jun 2014
His heart, his smile. His beautiful blue eyes, they pierce my memory. All I see lately is the what ifs and the could haves. He stole my heart & then god stole him. How could there be a god so cruel. So cruel to take away such a beautiful soul? I question it everyday. I see his face everyday. Even if he's not here, I know he is.
Alexandrea Wall
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