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I'm sorry. It's not my fault...
I will never do it again. What did I do..?
I'll leave you alone. I don't want to....
I can go away. I can't..
You don't have to care. I want you too..
Goodbye. No, please..
I don't want to see your face again. I will miss that face so much..
I wouldn't miss you. What am I saying..
I hope you feel the same way. NO! PLEASE!
I didn't need you. I always needed you..
I NEVER NEEDED YOU. I really do..
You were never special to me. So special..
You were nothing. You were my everything.
I didn't love you. I love you so much
You're stupid. So stupid, it's cute.. That's why I love you.
You're stubborn. I still love you.
I hate you. I love you.
You're not mine. You were mine..
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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