

If I Must Die.Drip. Drop. Every droplet that escapes my eye hits the page and Splish. Splash. Gone. My finger swirls the tear drinking the sorrow and my lips tremble as I try to swallow the truth that you won’t love me anymore when you can’t see me but I’m choking I’m having trouble breathingIf I Must Die.
Oh my Precious Darling I wish you knew how happy you make me but I, but I
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it's certainly been awhile.
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"A dream itself is but a shadow."
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