strangers

strangers

A Story by heartlessRah

I feel as though we have become strangers. The way it use to be just seems to be part of the past that never made it to the future. As days pass it seems we become more unfamiliar with eachother

© 2010 heartlessRah


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Added on July 11, 2010
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