LOVE HEALS ALL
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He held my wrists tight. Knowing I would try my best to remove them.
"Let me go!" I screamed so loud my throat began to hurt.
"No! Lauren talk to me please!" He begged. His eyes pleading, full of hope and goodness.
I hadn't realized I was crying until he placed his hand on my cheek, catching each and every drop that fell. I turned my face away from him, losing the warmth that came with his touch. A touch that had always affected me, that I've become accustomed too.
"Andre why can't you let me go...." I merely whispered. "Why can't you see that I'm not good for you?".
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