
Hear Me
Love does not end with mere death.
All I can hear is my heartbeat in my ears. Am I speaking to you? Can you hear me, even when I can't? I love you. Listen. Please. I love you.
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** This story was written when I was 15, and the quality and content reflect that. Please be aware that my position on topics contained within may have changed in the time between publishing and now, and I apologize for any offensive material that I may have condoned in my younger years. **


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- Tiptoe 2013-07-05 02:33:39 UTC971