Face Reality
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I am not that type of girl who is going to cry for you. I am not the girl who's going to run after you. You won't be able to break me or my heart, because I am already dead inside. I died a long time ago. At first my soul and later my heart. You will never see me cry, because I lost the emotions that could lead to crying. And I love it. If you are going to play with me, if you have the courage to treat me wrong, to betray me or break my trust, then I, in your place, would run for my life and never come back or dare to look back, because I'll be there. I'll be the shadow that follows you. I will take all your hope and love away. Step by step. You will feel how I let the last spark of joy disappear from your life. And this will keep me alive while slowly and painfully killing you. It will give me the power to survive all of you. It will give me the wings, to fly to the sky, or to hell.
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