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last memory
The last time I saw you will always be my fondest memory of us. With you bloody and broken on the floor crying and withering in pain as you beg me to leave you alone, that your sorry for everything you put me thru, and as I look down at you crying and begging I start to feel just a little bit of pity for you, than I think back on all the pain you put me thru in the past and that little bit of hope you had disappears and iam smiling as I kneel down next to you close enough so I can whisper in you ear " see you in hell" than I calmly pressed the knife to your throat the knife you used on me time and time again and with one quick stroke I end your sad pathetic life. As your eyes glaze over and you bleed out all around me I smile to myself cause I am finally free of the hell that you put me thru.
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