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Slowly they push until it goes

The feeling of pain engulfs them

They know it will be over soon

The warm liquid begins to flow

Pain they feel now, is minuet

To the pain thats held inside

Slowly they begin to go cold

But comfort is all thats shown

A final thought enters their mind

Before they decide to let go

The thought of one they once held

And how managed with what they done

For they are now dead inside

Because they killed the one they loved

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