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Cracking. . .
Take him away...
Go on...
Do it...
Alright?
You're doing it?
Good.
Because. . .that's. . .what's. . .going. . .to. . .make. . .me. . .
Break.
Snap.
Twist.
Rip.
Cut.
Slice.
Die.
So thank you.
For taking away.
The one reason.
That I. . .
Breathe.
Eat.
Sleep.
And get up in the morning and live my pathetic excuse for a life...
Thank you for being the reason, the reason that I. . . Start to. . .
CRACK.
Go on...
Do it...
Alright?
You're doing it?
Good.
Because. . .that's. . .what's. . .going. . .to. . .make. . .me. . .
Break.
Snap.
Twist.
Rip.
Cut.
Slice.
Die.
So thank you.
For taking away.
The one reason.
That I. . .
Breathe.
Eat.
Sleep.
And get up in the morning and live my pathetic excuse for a life...
Thank you for being the reason, the reason that I. . . Start to. . .
CRACK.
Published 26th May 2012
| Edited 3rd Dec 2012
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Anonymous
2nd Dec 2012 9:19pm
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Thank you I did actually mean excuse instead accuse. But my brain says things faster than I type them. Thank you anyway.
-Paige Rider
-Paige Rider
Anonymous
3rd Dec 2012 5:51pm
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