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Why are you making it seem like you don't exist, are you hoping for a plot twist.  Well thats not going to happen, cuz you were always real in my book.  Someone that i could always talk and write with.  But your running off the page, as if you're not happy with me. Yes i had to end the fantasy, that doesn't mean our ink has to feel erased.  

 

What you said to me has dried and will never fade, only smear and seem fake from every read.  So whens the ****** cuz this book is only half written, without you, there's nothing left to put in.  Why are you making it seem like you don't exist, are you hoping for a plot twist.  Well thats not going to happen, cuz you were always real in my book.  

 

What now when the hook is gone, how am i suppose to know how the story ends.  Does it even contain and ending, iam not real in these pages.  Have i smeared the only trace to hint that this never took place.  Shall i burn what was written, and hope that you finish your ending. Maybe then i really would be hidden.

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Feb 18, 2010
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