Prologue

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When pretending lends a helping hand we hold it close,

so close,

and never let it go.

Then, the pen begins to write the story with an end that bends right out of our control.

How did we get so jaded?

I don't know,

Was it the white lies feeding our egos?

I never valued minutes I burned through.

Is that just how it goes?

Seconds I wasted,

I was fixated,

You're devastated,

sorry to say

...I can't fix it,

...is this where I give in?

...

.....

No...

No.

I won't let anyone stand in my way...

I won't let anyone hurt us...

I won't let anyone take him from me!

It's been so damn long since I have been okay...

AND I AM NOT GOING TO LET ANYONE RUIN THIS FOR ME-!

-S L A M-

...

Finally, that crazy bastard is down...

Let's continue...

Shall we dear~?

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