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Sometimes that which we have lost is all we have left.
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I dare you to look into my eyes, to see past the shards of my broken soul. God only knows what you might find.
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Tears of joy fall from my eyes. Why? I have killed, maimed, broken, and by God, I am proud.
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Even the strongest of us have a weakness, a part of us that isn't like the rest. They were each other's weakness, and in the end, it killed them both...
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"For never was a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
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Everyone has an angel, who watches from above. To make them feel safe, and always feel loved. My angel lives amongst fire, and smells of grim stone; ..
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A nameless, faceless girl, and the man who calls her his own.
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