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A Story by Faust
Dear Aiden, It has been almost 9 years since I saw you last, and not a day goes by where I don't think of you. I'm always wondering what you are doing..
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Let me live.Let me live to see the world.Let me live to hear the calming melodies from a mother's voice.Let me live to smell the scent of fallen leave..
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I know that I've stated earlier how I couldn't wait to grow up.But that was before I woke up.That was before I was suddenly thrust into a reality I do..
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You were my best friend,Someone I could rely on 'till the bitter end.You were always there for me,Making sure that I was as happy as can be.Now that y..
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Something I wrote at 2 in the morning when my mind was in a pretty dark space
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HE is the representation of life
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I apologize.But I'm not apolozing to you.I'm apologizing to me.I'm not sorry that you think so little of me.I'm not sorry that all you wanted was what..
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Children crying.Adults screaming.Warning lights flashing.Horns blaring.A day that started out like any other,But almost ended in tragidy.I was in 5th ..
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I hear your crys,I hear your screams,I hear your goodbyes,I hear your dreams,People don't think I listen, when I really do.I listen to me and I listen..
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A Story by Faust
I haven't been to the beach in years, but I still remember those happy times playing about on the sand. I remember the smell of the salt in the soft ..
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