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Author: zeanomourph
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Drama - Published: 07-21-04 - Updated: 07-21-04 - id:1671475
You can see,
Mold me.
Destroy me.
The same as before,
Again i'll end up letting you in.
No,
I cant,
Not again,
Not anymore.
It kills me.
One more time and I think I'll fuckin die.
I will never go back.
I fuckin hate you.
I will not, not again, suffer your consequences.


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