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Forget Me, I'm Broken

Forget Me, I'm Broken

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She was alone. Everyone hated her. They kicked her around and called her names, all of which but her own. She had no friends, no family... No life. Worst things worst, she's been living at a mental hospital for impaired teenagers after being diagnosed with severe depression. Scars covered every inch of skin on her body. The only person who ever recognized her was her best friend Daniel. Daniel had helped her with every problem that occurred. A few months after landing in the hospital, Daniel got adopted from the foster home, losing connection between the two. Her only hope lies in Daniel. Her true love. However, soon she'll regrets her biggest decision of her life. Everyone still despised her. She still had no one to care for. She still had no purpose. Who is this girl with the traumatizing life? Why it's the one and only, Ava White.
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She was the angel and I was the devil. I knew better than to fall for a good girl like her but something about her lured me hard. Maybe because she was hard to get or the only one who was better than me in my own game. I would be the one breaking hearts but I guess tables turn. Her love was torture for me but a torture I enjoyed. She had wings no one can see but I saw. I had all the bad habits and did all kinds of mistakes and everybody witness excpet she uncovered a side of me I learned to keep hiding. When I thought that love was empty she showed me that is was special. She was my angel and I was her devil. Her love taught me that everyone gets hurt and everyone feels pain. Even people with careless attitudes cry somedays. Her love gave me what life took. Her love hurt me more than life ever could. Because of her I now know that even the Devil May Cry

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