Love Always Remains
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Complete Sun, Sep 25, 201113m
I sat in the sterile white room shaking with nerves. I was getting this out of love, commitment, and remembrance. She was my one true love and I would never forget her. Love Always Remains and so will this tattoo The Artist came into the room and sketched on the outline.
“So, what’s it for?”
And so I told her my story.
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