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it is getting to the point where I am going to die because with each step we take farther from each other I feel my hear strings draw taut they will not snap, the ties that we had a stronger than twine they must be spider webs 1,000 times stronger than steel and I'm stuck here, I've stopped running away from you so each step you will not cut our ties only tear my heart and I understand that you can't stand to associate with me anymore but just keep a steady pace so I can familiarize myself with the rhythm of a breaking heart
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
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it is getting to the point where I am going to die because with each step we take farther from each other I feel my hear strings draw taut they will not snap, the ties that we had a stronger than twine they must be spider webs 1,000 times stronger than steel and I'm stuck here, I've stopped running away from you so each step you will not cut our ties only tear my heart and I understand that you can't stand to associate with me anymore but just keep a steady pace so I can familiarize myself with the rhythm of a breaking heart
J-M-W-M
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
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