The Pain You Left Behind
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Ongoing7m
Last published Wed, Jun 27, 2018
I'm scared to tell you how I really feel after you left. So, instead I write about it.
Love can be hell sometimes. Then again, you'd do anything to be with that person. Love is going through hell and back. Good times and bad. Love is crazy but beautiful. One fact is, when you love someone, you'd never give up on them. If it didn't work out, I guess it wasn't love.
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