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The message I sent you, the one you so kindly ignored was a difficult one to write.
It climbed up my oesophagus scorching hot and onto my palate where it stepped on my pride on the way out. My pride is a fragile thing after having chased for your love countless times knowing deep down in the pit of my stomach you had none to give to me.
You were a lost man searching for yourself in the midst of my soul, you grabbed whatever good I had left in me, took a second look and tossed it aside.
Even then my eyes couldn' t see what my mind had so desperately tried to convey in dizzy spells and panic attacks....
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