The path of life
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Step into my shoes for just a moment and experience life, love, death and the pursuit of happiness. Hold hands with me as we walk along the path of life♥
Sprawled out on my hard-wood floor like a child making an angel in the snow, I didn't bother to wipe away the tears that were cascading down my face and puddling around my head..
What was the use? More tears would come. I was no longer sobbing, trying to breath; There was only a steady stream of sorrow falling from my eyes.
Over and over, his smiling face flashed in my mind, making me die a little more each time.
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