Love, Life and Death

Love, Life and Death

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Cold. That’s what it feels like. To die. I felt it on that morning as I was strangled by my best friend. I still remember his face. Crying. Upset. In despair. If only. If only I could feel that. Feel pain. Feel sorrow. Feel….empathy. The last thing I remember was hitting the cold ground, my crumpled body hitting the fallen snow like a rag doll. Hey all who stumble upon this story. This is one of my many ongoing writing projects. Pwease don't pirate :-) Copyright 2015 ©. All rights reserved. Special thanks to Brittank88 for the cover! He's a good friend of mine IRL so check out his Deviantart if you have the time~ Here's his link. 0-0 http://brittank88.deviantart.com
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I felt the blood pumping vigorously in my veins, maybe it's the anxiety taking its place. You're sitting right in front of me, battling with your mind if you wanted salad or tortellini. And I felt as if the walls were collapsing on me making it hard for me to breathe. And I'll still love you with everything I have till the last second of my life. Just love me back till then

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