Dreadful | Justin Bieber (Coming Soon)
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Last published Thu, Aug 13, 2015
dread·ful
ˈdredfəl/
adjective
causing or involving great suffering, fear, or unhappiness; extremely bad or serious.
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That heart wrenching night, I thought he was done and I'd be forever alone.
We should have never went to that temple. It completely changed everything.
But ever since December 11, 2014, I thought I went crazy. He was there. He had always been there.
The way his faint voice soothes my pain.
I thought he was gone. Gone forever.
It made me sick in the stomach when I saw his lifeless body laying on the ground. The wind softly blowing on his light brown hair.
I thought I was alone, but I wasn't.
Is possible to have his soul in somebody's body?
His mysterious shadows that cast the night leaving me wanting more was dreadful.
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