Death, Its A Strange Thing

Death, Its A Strange Thing

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida mié, sep 16, 2020<5 mins
I don't know what this is really. It's a lot of different things. I want it to be know that this was written after close people in my life passed and it was my way of coping at the time, eventually life moves on but you never forget those who are important to you. This is completely but it's also just my inner thoughts so more things might be added later on. Thank you for stopping by to se my mind in action
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I'm different, I can read and see what people think. Every moment of everyday... it's not normal. I've been this way for too long. Ever since I saw my best friends dad die in front of my own two, once blue eyes. My now gold orbs, seeing the world for what it actually is. Unfortunately, I think that this story will be discontinued. Thank you to everyone who has read it, this just isn't what I'm interested in writing anymore. It's been too long since I've written. 9/6/17 to 3/30/19

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