Mar 24
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“Im your other part.”
“NO.”
“You need to understand this, Azlin.”
“NO.”
“You will become a part of me.”
“PLEASE.”
“There is no turning back.”
“LET ME LEAVE. I DIDN’T WANT THIS!”
“Azlin.”
“NO! STOP! IT HURTS!!”
“AZLIN.”
“PLEASE LET ME GO! PLEASE. IT HURTS.”
“AZLIN!”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
“NO.”
. . .
Delivered broken, a tear-stained plea, I cradle your pain for all to see. Shrieks fill the air, a sorrowful sound, Why such anguish where solace is found? A bond betrayed, a love untrue, Or am I more than I seem to you?
