Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
I know that happy things and fun things eventually come to an end. But things that are scary and sad come to an end, too. They always do. Even if you can__ always believe that_please don__ give up. Live. I want you to live. Even if you make a mistake. Even if you take the long way. It__ still okay. Just please_please, live. Don__ give up on pushing forward. Please. At least don__ give up on that. Even if I__ not by your side, it__ still okay. It__ okay.
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I know that happy things and fun things eventually come to an end. But things that are scary and sad come to an end, too. They always do. Even if you can__ always believe that_please don__ give up. Live. I want you to live. Even if you make a mistake. Even if you take the long way. It__ still okay. Just please_please, live. Don__ give up on pushing forward. Please. At least don__ give up on that. Even if I__ not by your side, it__ still okay. It__ okay.
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