ev·a·nesce

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He couldnt believe his eyes

It couldnt be the end

He thought.

He flipped another page

It was ripped, a spark of hope had him. He looked around, then back to the pages, he flipped, again and again til he found this page. It wrote,

Im giving up,

I sent him a box,

Im saying good bye,

To a boy i love

I think im moving on.

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