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Raw Script: Emo Doll

Here I go with the strongest, so far, pang of pain. I want to cry my eyes out until my pain sensor gets numb and my cries finally get dumb.

Sometime ago, I began to believe in what you swore as truth. In any tendency, I thought I can handle whatever cause I would end at.

I don't want to bother you about anything that does wrong with your mental focus on reviewing, more so with your health.But it hurts so much that it's hard to contain the toxicity inside all by myself so telling you I'm hurting is what I'm thinking to be the first move. At the littlest hint of it, you turn into your genius of alibis.

I just can't go on doing things with somebody hurting.

I'm so whacked out. I find no strength to give you up. And still into completely fooling myself I am your stimulus of your magical metamorphosis. I don't want to end with this first relationship of mine being traumatized. Can we be honest about ourselves to the least?

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