Natasha Bolling - Nothing
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2014-06-17
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Now that the love has died, a black heart resides in this empty shell, where warmth once flowed. The wind carries away the ashes, that are left from the fire that used to burn so fiercely inside. There is nothing left of me to love.
Natasha Bolling
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Natasha Bolling
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