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Now, what is this note going to be, you may ask. I've run out of the words I wanted to talk about... I should be done rambling, right? Nope. You may have misinterpreted what this was. 

Do you understand, yet?

I have lived a fulfilling life, to which I am happy about. But with him gone, I don't know if I want to keep living it. My life has been a fun ride, but I fear it has now come to an end. 

Do not think that it's him who made me feel this way, he just made me see. Though he turned into darkness, I can see everything so much better now.

I know how he felt, I know the consequences, I understand. So, my beloved friend, understand how this is no one's fault but my own. I can see how twisted this world is and I feel I belong no longer. I don't belong any longer. Now I can understand that.

Do YOU understand that?

Probably not, because you don't want to die as I do. You don't get it. Most likely anyway.

Do you remember the four words? 

I won't feel grief tomorrow, for my love towards him has caused my death. By the time you get this, I will be gone. Vanquished. 

I wish you the best, do not fear for me, I will be happier this way. 

I will finally get rid of the sorrow he bestowed upon me when he turned his switch off.

I will miss you Phil, your blue eyes, jet black hair, beautiful, now ruined, pale skin. I can thoroughly say I loved you, even if I didn't show it enough while you were here. Forgive me if I find you again.

Maybe those words were empty too, I cannot tell what is and what isn't still.


All I know is this is a suicide note. I'm going to turn off my own light, following in his deranged footsteps. 


I'm sorry,

Daniel.

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