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Day XII
Leopled1
Today. Today i watched the house. For hours. Hoping she would walk out free of the clutches of there prison. Each hour that passed by the sun, Had felt like another part of my life was ripped Away. I gave up hope. But i saw her in the window. She looked back. And i cried for her And walked away. I had to walk away from the image in the mirror. Because it will never meet me to touch my hand. The thought of never feeling her hand again made me burst into sadness. So then, The day had ended.