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i know i wont. I cant kill it, cause theyre me. But oh how i wish i could, how i wish...
I love it (them), but not in that way, not in the familiar or romantic way. I would love to be the last thing it could see, cause it were the first thing that saw me.
i would love them just as they love me.
One would die in the other's arms, and we would be so happy cause we could stop this need. To kiss. To touch. To rip us apart. To love us the only way we could. We want. We yearn. We cry, cause it will never happen.
We. Cant. Kill. us...