Somedays i remeber what im feeling inside. Suddenly it brings me to a hault knowing what i feel isnt real. Its imaginary actions fake reactionns to it all. Ive made it up in my mind telling me you were still here. I didnt want to accept the fact that you had been killed because of me. You were my heart and soul, they killed me when they killed you. 『Should i write how it all happend or just stop here?』
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