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| deb |
Phone rings at last, and brings a hopelessness with its tones... Melancholy seeps in the way that it does and latches on, making way for righteous anger. I wish there were some easy answer... I wish there was something, anything I could do to fix it... All I can do is hold you, whisper apologies for the wrong done by "they" so far away~ I know it doesn't help, not really, but I really am so sorry... You deserve so much more... I wish I could save you from it all... |
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