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A helpless animal, devoid of any defensive shield, this is what i become.A cold, dark and heavy pice of metal lying in pain.I am unable to see over the cliff,as i fell,without anyone to get me up.I no longer have the power to heal by myself,because in my head is always a question: why would i do this? I do not want to die but i want to have a reason to breath.I lied...long ago...and you belived me so easily.
I blame you!


I love you!