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I'm not dead, just half...
...because your toxic ways haven't killed me completely, but I feel another bullet coming on, another blade through what's left of my heart, another puddle of blood. You are not who I thought you were before you grabbed that knife and slashed my heart into a thousand pieces. But, I still love you.
...and kill himelf because he really loves me.
He might kill me but he will regret it,
