the hundred year day

the hundred year day

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to save the ones you love you have to sacrifice something else. for me to save her i had to sacrifice time , but it wasn't mine to sacrifice. she will live everyday like is only a fraction of an hour. 100 years will be one day. she will live until the world itself ends. to her I'll be dead in less than a day.
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I made a promise, a commitment, a vow, and an oath that I'd never fall into the brutality they call love ever again, as it is something not to be toyed with. Think of it this way: Love is like a scented candle. The candle stick and the waxed aroma make the candle itself. Then it's ignited by a great inferno, and together, they make a beautiful thing. It burns for a long time, but then it loses that flame, that spark that ignited the creature. I guess the two most important ingredients gave up on each other. "Love" can be a metaphor, a simile, but most of all, a promise. A promise that can't be kept, something that waits until infinity to be broken. At least that's what I, Roseabella Swayed, once believed.

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