The boy
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Complete Mon, Jul 11, 2016<5 mins
The once there was this boy who stole my heart, how he did it I still can't figure it out.
Maybe it was his smile,
Or his laugh,
Or maybe it was his never ending kindness.
he was always there for me, until one day...
He wasn't.
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