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Standing on a woody bridge A bridge of despondency. with a gaze fixed to the sea of turbulence walking endlessly on the shore of sorrow Thy heart, toxicated and abandoned.
We made a promise years ago, to love and honor even though, at times it would get hard to see, the path God laid for you and me, the storms of life come fast and hard, they mark our hopes and dreams with scars, they're meant to drive us to our kn
What is one but an empty shell whom you haven’t taken notice. As he stands, wavering in his insecurities, you mock him, unknowingly. How can he but admire from afar, knowing you suppress any interest even on a mutual level?
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