Andre Levine
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short story and poem "Walk Away" Deep from the shadows of hell lurks a spell that can not repel anything that you exhale. The tall tales of yesterday's rubbish is not your final conquest. One day in the deep forest of hollowed dreams and broken hearts, a dagger pierces you despite your utter disgust of everything I love so much. You crawl at my feet in defeat and I look long into your eyes while screaming words that you fear but barely here: "Our love has finally disappeared! Have no fear as hate is not here!" I take you to get care but I still walk away because your next love will need to pray. Pray that your love will make him stay as I look from afar and never regret the day that I walked away.
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