Her words still hurt just as bad, even at four in the morning. He had been reading the note she had left him for over an hour now and the writing still stayed the same. He was hoping they would transform into something new, something good. Somewhere there was a song floating over the airwaves, trying to reach him in his worries. It was a love song
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Y'know, you should probably start to finish some stuff up.
'Cause it is all pritty good, but you need endings sillyboy. Endings rockk.
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<3liza.
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