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That's it

I'm done writing

I have no more paper in this book

This is the last page

From all the times I ripped out pages

And the thousands of tears

That fell on these papers

Or the blood that landed

On the words

From my paper cuts I got from ripping pages

That's it

I hope you know I love you

And that you can see me reading this

From wherever you are

This is not the end though

I will see you one day

After all

We all die

Goodbye

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