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James


James,

I`m sorry l didn`t take the time  that I should have to notice you.

James, you probably never wondered about me, ( that quiet, tough girl) but becasue you didn`t, it maked me wonder all the more.

James, did l have any effect on you? You had one on me, l`m just sorry that it wasn`t until after you had left.

James, we miss you, in our silence, in the way we never talk about you; we miss you.

James, sometimes l scream that you were too young, too good, would have had more of an effect if you were still fighting here with the rest of us.

JAMES, WHAT USE AM I HERE??

James, I think l should have been taken insted.

James......l`m lost. 

James, it`s stupid that l`ve talked to you more now that your gone than l ever did while you were living.

James, can you save a spot for me? 

James, I want to have a real conversation with you about how your death taught me how to live.

James.......thank you.

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Delachae
<p>Beautiful &lt;3</p>

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