My trust, My Life, My Everything (in the process of editing)

My trust, My Life, My Everything (in the process of editing)

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"I don't know if I can handle this life anymore. I'm already gone, just leave me," she said. "But I can't. Charlie, you are my trust. The air I breathe. The light to my darkness. You are my life because without you I'm not even sure where I'd be. Most importantly, Charlie you are my everything and I need you to come back alive for your friends, and family. Life would be fine. Just give it one more shot," I said.
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