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storms CAN dissipate
you told me i was wasting your time that burned my heart like lime juice on a deep wound .And i believed you so i stayed but as the year progressed i fell even deeper with depressed thoughts alienating my family and friends till finally i tried to take my life. i almost succeeded if not for my childhood friend coming in to let me know they were back in town .years later looking back i had never been more glade i gave him permission to come in with out knocking. he saved not only my life but the heart he later stole from me.
THIS IS NOT MY STORY BUT IN HONER OF MY FRIEND WHO HAS CAME THROUGH THE STORM INTO THE SUNSHINE THOSE FIGHTING TO SURVIVE ARE THE BRAVEST PEOPLE EVER.
THIS IS NOT MY STORY BUT IN HONER OF MY FRIEND WHO HAS CAME THROUGH THE STORM INTO THE SUNSHINE THOSE FIGHTING TO SURVIVE ARE THE BRAVEST PEOPLE EVER.
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