Unread letters

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Reads 602
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Parts 23
Time 5m

Dear Kade,

This would just be an unread letter

Because you left me all alone

I don't want to drown again

I hate falling in love 

There's just to much to lose :(All Rights Reserved

goodbye heartbroken letters love scars

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