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In the neutral one Simply forgotten

existing while still feeling entirely lifeless, until --

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Tell me, was it not you who brought life into me? You who wrote truth upon my brow with gentle caress and a loving kiss, and set me upon the world?

What kind of creator are you, who brought me life through love,

and then left me all alone?

“ Sueles decir que te gustaría una relación con cabeza fría, pero pierdes el control cuando te tomo la temperatura con dos dedos”.

If you want to play the victim, I'll be your executioner. I'll sharpen the blade for you, make it a clean cut. If you want to be beyond forgiveness, I'll make it short and sweet. Nothing to forgive when you're dead.