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"If our life is false, if even our feelings are a lie...it does anything make sense?"


















There is a writing on the wall:
"You'll love me when I walk away; beyond these realms, beyond this reality..."



Walking blind over the echo of a promise made I, came 'ere...can't you see? Can't you see the promise is still floating on aïr and the light, forever?


Just...kiss me goodbye / my life's darkened to death, please, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.


Fuck...fuck you! Fuck myself!
I hate you, I love you! I got to shoot myself-I got to die, die, die..!






There's a strange writing on that wall:

"I'll love you when I walk away; beyond these horrible realms.
Beyond this reality..."

























Goodbye.