Unknown. (Austin Mahone fanfic)
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its amazing how a moment can go from Amazing, to horrible in a blink of an eye. At the snap of some fingers one thing. Just one. Can change your life forever, making it become unforgettable. Making you take that pain with you everywhere. I guess thats why what they say is true..."You were a dream come true that was just a nightmare in disguise"... I thought my nightmare was long gone and my new dream was with you. but it turned out...you were my nightmare.
But what does this really mean ??...
Read to find out.
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