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The eternal hell some call living. Others? Yeah we call it being damned. We call it pure unadulterated torture. To some they even call it love.
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Scars

///serious editing!!!!/// What would you do if everyone you've ever loved, died. That's what my life is. Death. I can't get close. They die. But Michael. He's... Something else. We've both been Scarred. Our hearts have been pushed to the limit and just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Michael came into my life. He turned it upside down. "Scars are deeper than they appear, love."

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