Darling,
Time.
It's creeping up on us.
Like a lion prowling on a sickly antelope.
And we are the antelope.
We know it's there.
We know it's coming.
We try to escape it.
But darling, in reality, we're as good as gone.
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Going, Going, Gone [Completed]
Teen FictionDarling please don't be gone. * * * * * * * * * * letters of love from a boy who is still going to a girl who is almost gone
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