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Ronald

A Last GoodbyeSitting on the back of the beat up, blue pickup, watching the flames from the bonfire lick the dark night sky, I silently listened to the drunken banter around me. Hollers came from my stepfather about nothing in particular and I could hear his friend, whose name had slipped my mind, approaching me and an unexpected punch to my left arm caused me to flinch and look up from my intense gaze at the fire. Even now, I can still feel the slight bruising the obnoxious, old drunk left on my arm; whether its a permanent physical or mental bruise, Im not sure.A Last Goodbye
"Aye, there girlie, what you up to? He incoherently shouted at me fr
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"I really think that everyone should have watercolors, magnetic poetry, and a harmonica."
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And woaa thanks for the fav! I appreciate it a super-lot.
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I got your voice repeating endlessly
"could you guide me in
could you smother me?".
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My heart is steadfast, O God; I will sing and make music with all my soul.
Psalm 108:1
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as if this is the end.
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the autopsy is a scientific investigation involving more or less complete dissection of the dead body.
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