15
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Fifteen March 7th, 20XX. 15 years, 5 months, and 2 weeks ago from today. 15 years of memories, years of ups and downs, and years filled with love, ambitions, and dreams.
She was 15 when she left for good.
A one up for the death toll in the hood.
Mother tried to warn her that he was no good.
A fleeting moment became the end for her.
Five Hundred, Twenty-Five Thousand, Six Hundred Minutes...
Times Three.
That's how long I must endure this ache in my chest.
All I want is you.
Your heart.
Your Love.
