Hero or Killer

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I try not to hold onto you anymore, yet all you ever do is pull me into your arms again. Let me tell you, I feel safe there, yet I also feel danger approaching.

Danger, something I never got acquainted with, because I heard what it was and got scared of it. It still makes me wonder, though—What would have happened if I actually had gotten in touch with such thing?

Another thing that has me thinking a lot, is the fact that I still don't know where that danger was emerging from. Was it coming from you while you held me, or was it coming from another person, thing or place that you were trying to protect me from?

Tell me, were you the hero or the killer?

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Sent, November 16th, 2015 at 8:36PM.

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