A woman I knew in high-school who never truly loved me, though I loved her. I will always remember her, as special moments passed between us that will forever scar me.
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Tara Figaroa was a beautifull, thin, black haired caucasion who was three years older then me. I knew her only two years, then she graduated my school and I never saw her again.
If I would hear or see her again someday, some year, perhaps my heart might be at ease.
But no, fate is cruel, I am shatterred always... smiling even when hurt.
If I would hear or see her again someday, some year, perhaps my heart might be at ease.
But no, fate is cruel, I am shatterred always... smiling even when hurt.
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