Dear Dallas...

Dear Dallas...

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He leans against the brick wall, smoking a cigarette. As the ashes from the cigarette begin to fall, he closes his eyes and forces a smile. I can't help myself, as I begin to write in my journal, the emotion of sadness showcasing through his smile. Oh Dallas, who hurt you so bad, is all I can think of, as he throws his used cigarette on the floor, steps on it and walks away.
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As Steve breathes in the smoking from his newly lit cigarette his eyes close and he thinks of it again. The bright flashing lights, the awful smell, and the blood curdling scream let out by someone he couldn't remember. He blows out the smoke and slowly opens his eyes..𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?

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