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I love you
I love you.
I have since the day I met you and I will love you deep in my wretched soul until the day comes when I take my last breath.
That breath, even then when it is my last precious ration of air, I will breathe it for you. I always breathe for you. That's what you taught me you see. By refusing to open your eyes to what could've been and what could always be you made me breathe for bot...
Wednesday 7th March 2018 10:10 pm
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