A kringing heart beated to the the last pulse. No more crimson rain to fill this part. She did me good, she broke me bad. Oh no, I cant believe I've...I cant go on like this. All I do is get sick and lie all day. You tore me last, you however had nothing to break, it's been gone for a long long time. Oh no, I cant belive I've...Why wont you let me
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