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S A R G E N T

When I was younger love in my eyes was pain, anger, scars and tears. I hated the pain but it never left me, it had a tight grip around me and everyday was hell. After losing my brother, my protector, it was like life had punched me in the face with such force, it felt like I would never be able to get up because I had no one that would be there with me and help me on the way