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On February 2018
Mr. S.,
I almost believe of everything that wraps us. The jokes, and laughs. Until I'm awaken of these beautiful nightmare, and bitter-sweet dreams. I hope that it was all a big bluff, meeting you, knowing everything about you and even you. Well, life is life. What remains here, remains, except from you.
You were meant to remain there with her. She needs you. She's your responsibility.
Not me.
What am i to you anyway? I'm just your friend, and just.....nothing.
R.
"I was timed to self-destruct,
Just when i thought i had it all.
So high.
And so far to fall. "
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My Last Letter
Teen FictionA letter is where you can express everything and say everything you can't say personally to someone. That's right. But she can't do it right. The very first time she knew and felt it, she didn't know that there is already a wall that separates them...
