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Dearly beloved,

Do you know what that means? 
"I will always love you."

Its not sugary. Its not a word of unbreakable vows.
 Its not healthy. Its racked. And dark, and honestly, I think its slowly poisoning me.

 Like an addiction, a haunting ghost, and an incurable illness, I am the victim of 
the malady here. I am unable to see clearly, because you are literally everywhere.  I want stop cutting myself. I want to move on. Just, for once pass on from the blight and barrage that has 

dragged me up till this point of convalescence. I want to forgive.

I want to not love you for just a day of my life, but I do. I love you.

Every second of it. Trust me,

 I don't want to. But I will always do. 

I will always love you.

Eternally and witheringly yours,

-Fa


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