Lost Boy

Lost Boy

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"Why did you leave?" His now black hair flowed as the gentle night breeze blew by, the moon bright enough to show off all of the features he had grown into. "To find myself."
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He was my beautiful guardian angel, and I needed him as much as he needed me. My hair was blowing in the cold icy air in slow motion, tears streaming down my wet cheeks in slow motion, even my breathing and thoughts where in slow motion; I gaze up at him, descending away from him..... I see his hands trembling, the tears at the corners of his eyes, I couldn't believe the unbearable pain I was feeling......

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