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Why did you come back? I didn't invite you. You knocked down your door and broke in braking me on your way. How did you brake the locks? I had you locked out dammit! Your darkness is closing in again. Your voice echoing through my head. Your eyes staring into my soul, devouring it. Why did you come back? Am I that much of a home to you? Is the broken heart a soft bed? Are the shattered dreams a pillow? Tell me darkness is my head your play ground? Or is more permanent than that? Is this little broke girl your home? I won't let you live here. I won't let you stay. I'll remove you with whatever it takes. I'll fight you till my dying breath. I won't let you win this time you son of a bitch. I. Will. Win.

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