Me and You or Death
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I see the sinister smirk form on his mouth as his cold hand quickly interlocks with mine. Pulling me back to the ground, against his chest. I knew he let go on purpose, if I had betrayed him and let myself fall then he would have let the burning world engulf him, but instead I reached out for him. Him and his twisted game of "Me and you or death"
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