p.s.

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i am not holding my breath
you re confusing it with me not being able to breath
i can not wish for anything at this moment, not even death
my heart has sunk too deep in a darkness beyond wishes and dreams
i only left because i was a disease slowly crawling all over her, clinging to her veins, strong enough to turn everything she had in her life, against her.
know this, i never was or ever will be, worth it.

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