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Your Beloved


When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? Would you give them your life to protect or save them, or would you leave them there lying on that floor. How would you feel pif you had nothin left to give but everything left recieve
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