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This is How People DieBloody hands, broken promises. Empty words, guilty consciences. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Our hands will always be unclean, we will always bear this burden. We will crumble under the weight of memories that haunt us endlessly. One of us will not be leaving whole. A single truth will not be left untold. We'll sever ties before we fucking strangle.
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