My eyes see you through the thick foggy haze.
The haze that blinds me from the truth that I refuse to see.
Everyone said you were a lying asshole, but I couldn't see it with my own eyes.
I loved you and thought that you felt the same for me.
What a fool I am...
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What does it mean when you can't cry for someone that you once loved? I feel so lost inside as if I'm stumbling around in the dark, ...
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THE DEAD GIRL UNDER THE BLEACHERS is complete, and I'm looking and searching for the BEST agent and or publisher that will love my book ...
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