Her
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Ongoing8m
Last published Sat, Aug 23, 2014
I didn't mean to hurt her. All I wanted was her name not her scars. She drove me crazy in my dreams each and every night. Now she won't even lay her eyes on me. Management might have cleaned it up for me, but not for her.
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