The Mark She Left
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Last published Sat, Aug 31, 2019
Marla was the kind of girl you would stare at but never walk up and talk to. She was the definition of beauty in disguise.
Valerie was the kind of girl everyone loved. She was the sunflower in a room full of roses.
When they first meet it was indescribable, no words were said, but it was the spark of something more then they could ever imagine.
They'll both leave a mark on each other but will this mark be something to remember by, or another painful memory.
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