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dear beauty,


your room has not been touched since you left. everything remains the same. i can't bring myself to remove your traces from even an inch within those four walls. within those walls were where we loved and where you broke me down, bit by bit. it was where you tore me apart and put me back together. you made sure each piece of me fit perfectly and you mended each and every tiny crack. you allowed me to heal, rather than watching me grow weak from the viruses that spread throughout every corner of my mind.


yours truly,

beast.

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