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A tragedy that was years in the making. Deliver me no forgiveness

because again I delivered the unforgivable. How quick we were to bury

ourselves in love and how quick I was to fade to farewell. In days to

come ask me for nothing, for all I have to give is the dirt that fills

my mouth and these eyes that have been drained of all emotion. Every

day is one more chance to remember and to stare alone into this tomb

I've dug for two. But I fill the negative space with my broken promises

and my shallow soul. A timeless moment I wish to never return. And

still how false are these cracks I show upon my face. One million dying

smiles in exchange for one million infected days is the price I would

pay to restore your trust. Things I know that this diseased body will

never achieve are now the only things I live for, but in the end all my

empty attempts for happiness tend to come up short, so I infect and

mutilate this body and part ways with this life. For if I only knew

that we were to live and die with regret I would have done away with

this blessing of life. That kiss to your brow was goodbye forever.