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friday
sunny

silence.

followed by a sigh
a teardrop on my hand

please don't cry

it's not your fault
that we are broken
it's not your fault
that she is gone forever

the red stained the white
like how memories haunt us
deep, agonizing, painful

time would heal
and you agreed

sorry.

i know.

~

ps. this is dated on the same day as the last chapter, so you will know what happened at home

and sorry to say that things will be down for these three or so chapters before everything starts to light up ;)

-beep beep

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