Just like that, SNAP.
To rebuild myself once, well thats just life! Rebuild me twice, its ok, everythings still nice! A third time, I left her behind...... The fourth........... I left two behind........ I... I cant..take anymore of this pain, this grief.........all on a SNAP......all left behind....... Everything I've built, everything I've done, wasted away like wind on paper. I left behind portions of my heart.
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