I feel like forensics trying to discover what's left of me... But I'm killed by long time ago.And dead, cold as his look, I step upon my pride and discover the last hidden spot of light in my prejudiced soul.I wisper so that only him could hear my last will."I like this things too, so don't take me as an idiot. I knew you looked me knowing it's over before had even started. I knew you gave no chance, I knew I knew all that... So the only escuse I give to me is that I liked it the same way you did. Just that I had a big escape. I liked your soul too."
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