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Complicated

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Parts 8
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Reads 302
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Parts 8
Time 55m

Mature

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"Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody."  -Mark Twain

"Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. it took me years to understand that this too, was a gift."   -Mary Oliver

How is it that when you think you find the 'right' one and everything is going uphill that everything just comes crashing down? and when you think you could sink no lower and hit rock bottom you continue falling into a bottomless pit. You then ask yourself, 'Why does this happen to me? Why am I the only who has to experience this pain?" Little do you know that the one that left you to die in misery can only feel the burning pain even more. It may seem impossible, but yes. They feel it more. How is the pain humanly possible? It isn't. You make it bearable for yourself. "How?" You ask. It's now time that the both of you found that out.All Rights Reserved

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