*Peacefully paced, footsteps in snow*
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*Cease*
“If I…”
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“Let go?…”
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“Let go…”
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“If…”
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“Why?…”
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“Promised…”
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*Holding back angry tears*
“Liar…”
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“Why?…”
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“Snow?”
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“Blood?”
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“Bleeding…”
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“…Snow…”
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“..Then why are you letting me go?”
“I don’t know what else to do.”
“So that’s it then? Just leave me because you’re confused?”
“I don’t want to hurt you anymore.”
“This is hurting me. This is the worst possible thing you could do to me?!”
“I’m sorry.”
“I love you.”
“…I love you too”
