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     how far would you go? to think of your power, is to imagine how total destruction would appear. what were your limits? come to think of it, i don't think you know of such a thing. you proved your love, over and over again. it all ended the same, with suffering. i mean how much lower can you get? to what degree do you break? your soul was ice cold with this wrong type of passion. even the sun's core couldn't help you now. you were insane. you were a mystery, a seductive one. but this was wrong, all of it. you were willing to bare the blood of your own veins on your hands. but no more. no more risks, dangers, hazards. leave me and don't look back. quick, before you put us both at love's rock bottom.

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