I'll never resent you, or hate you, or hurt you. Not ever. Not you or anyone. I'd rather die. So If I'm killed, I'll face my killer with a smile. And I'll tell them that it's okay because it won't be their fault for doing it. It'll just be that they don't know any better. I'll die hopeful, that my death might have helped them... to understand someday.
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