My Everything | m.c.
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Última publicación lun, nov 3, 2014
"Please don't leave me!" I cry
"Im sorry I don't know if I can do this any more." She says, makeup running down her face.
"Please you're My Everything, I Love You." I say.
"I-I love you too Michael, but this is becoming a little much for me. Maybe when you return home we can start over." She says heading for the plane. I try to keep up, but it's too late.
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