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Jan 2014
January 26th, 2014

I died in front of you and you didn’t even flinch. Every single time I reached for you, you kicked me a little further into the fire. I screamed your name a thousand times and you ignored every call for help. A few months ago you swore you loved me and now you’re killing me. I spent a whole year in that fire, I was burnt and my soul had turned to ashes. However, that pit of hell couldn’t prepare me for what happened next. I thought the fire would end and I would die, everything would be over. But now I’m six feet underground and still waiting for you to dig me out.
MD
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   Dessie Hull and Theia Gwen
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