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Tears dripping down their eyes Corpse on the ground, people crying and shouting and shouting and i don't know why just clueless. Pains,Tears,Memories When you see the corpse on the ground lying cold and the question that comes out of the their mind is, Is he coming back? And the memories just makes the water from their eyes flow like waterfall and rolling pins But the actually question that comes from their mind is , Is he actually coming back? Silence is what they get as a reply or is his memories going to stay with us? Pain was written bold on the parents forehead for rituals. His nose was covered in cotton buds, punishment for leaving his parents in old age. Sometimes people wondered what was the reason of his death was cancer, *** diabetes or was he murdered? Or who is going to take responsibility of his children that he left behind, His old aged parents who are likely to die soon or his friends who are nowhere to be found? Their mother is gone now the man made the children an orphan.
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC
Death
Tears dripping down their eyes Corpse on the ground, people crying and shouting and shouting and i don't know why just clueless. Pains,Tears,Memories When you see the corpse on the ground lying cold and the question that comes out of the their mind is, Is he coming back? And the memories just makes the water from their eyes flow like waterfall and rolling pins But the actually question that comes from their mind is , Is he actually coming back? Silence is what they get as a reply or is his memories going to stay with us? Pain was written bold on the parents forehead for rituals. His nose was covered in cotton buds, punishment for leaving his parents in old age. Sometimes people wondered what was the reason of his death was cancer, *** diabetes or was he murdered? Or who is going to take responsibility of his children that he left behind, His old aged parents who are likely to die soon or his friends who are nowhere to be found? Their mother is gone now the man made the children an orphan.
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 12:11 PM UTC
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