February 6, 2012
Continuation
We were together again. I was so happy. And it fell down. Like London bridge, it was not strong enough. It was like clay, it washed away. It was like Iron and steal, it rusted away. It was like Silver and gold, it got stolen away. I'm so sorry. Blame me, it's my fault. Don't Hurt yourself anymore. I can't bear it. Let me bear the scars. You have to many. Please.
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