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Shutter
Cops rushing breaking down the door! Storming in. Finding you sitting in the puddle of blood. Pictures smashed lining the wall. One single picture still hanging on the wall. A picture of her... One single sentence wrote on a plain piece of paper laying next to you. Tears smearing the last word.
"I hope you are as happy as I was"
Could be a whole movie!
Could be a whole movie! Awesome.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
dark and intense...
dark and intense...
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