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Tear Drop

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Parts 12
Time 1h 30m

Reads 178
Votes 10
Parts 12
Time 1h 30m

Mature

"All you did was break my heart, over and over again. And all I did was forgive you, over and over again." From a place of gunshots and flags, I was the minority that made it into college. Others felt as it they didn't have a choice, other than to stay back and slang dope on the corners of Atlanta. My closest friend was caught up in that life as well. Too deep in I couldn't change her mind to save her. She wanted to be save but she also felt as if she didn't have another choice. That's when the lies began, betrayal, and blood. I knew I was too late when I saw the red flag draped around her ankle. Trying to protect her, I put my own life in danger. However, I had my own life to focus on... But my love for her never left.All Rights Reserved

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On The Inside (DAVEEAST)

It's really a simple story about two people from similar walks of life.. crossing paths what happens when it comes down to saving myself or you situation? What's considered morally right or wrong In these situations ? Does what's on the inside truly matter ?