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weep
i've hurt him. i've put the blade right up against his wrist and urged him to push. i can't believe what i've done to him. i sat there, thinking of the first night. what a night. perfect. happy. a promise of something new and good. how do you say goodbye to the only person who ever truely adored you? how can you keep going, knowing that you fed them their still beating heart with a spoon? weep for sadness
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