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HowlsOfDawn
Loosing the ones I love. Every time I happen to even loose a friend or a loved one dies, a small part of my heart is broken leaving a small hole. I know my whole entire heart couldn't be fully broken, just multiple pieces that had parted, because at least there's always someone out there for you. If there wasnt anyone for you, this place would just be a big world of hell :