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blood has spilled, but whos she looks around, no ones there she looks around and sees her mothers hair there it lay under the bed her father is gone what did he do her mother is crying she is too
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Mark MarkMark
I remember meeting him. So sweet, sensitive, and caring. Mark was his name. I met him in a coffee shop with my friend and her boyfriend. He was a friend of my friends boyfriend. As first he was a little shy, the first thing he said to me was a hello, and it was in a little mumble. I just looked at him, and for a moment and didnt say anything, he was really cute, almost gorgeous, but not. Just right is how I would put it. He was just about my age, maybe a few months older but not by much. Ill get to the story now. Hi I said back to him. He smiled and brushed the hair out of his face. It was a li
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