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it flows
so much smoother than i remember
who's is this?
what is this?
am i losing?

i can feel it
i can feel the pain
i haven't felt pain in so long

how much longer can i hold on
how much more can i take
i'm losing...
how am i losing...

dad-
no!
go away!
no i don't want to listen to it!
go away!

Seven-
no no no
please be a dream
please be a hallucination
Seven my love
get up... 
please get up...
look at me-
look at me-

who's blood is this...
i think it's ours..
i'm sorry my love..

-mw

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