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Summer Flowers

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Reads 148
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Parts 13
Time 54m

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death lifeanddeath love sadness teenfiction

I was more afraid of living than dying. Living meant pain. Summers was my name. Daniel Tanner-Madison Summers. I was almost sixteen when she lost me. 
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She was vibrant, a beautiful siren calling to me. Her skin soft like the petals of a red rose. And like a rose, how fragile she was. I could break her, and if I did I'd be the worst evil.
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Thoughts of mine expressed through ink. Her smile could make me write a story alone. She was my rose. And I was her everything. I'm so sorry Maria.All Rights Reserved

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Save Me

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