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No matter how it happens

No matter how it happens they all end the same way. Like ripping band-aids I bury anything I feel for them with such speed it scares even me. Emotions die quickly when suffocated under a lifetime of heartbreak and disappointments. And for me there is no chance of resuscitation, what’s done is done and there’s no going back, my pride makes sure of that.
But with the abruptness of the end there is always residue, the shadow of an impression left on my soul that will never be given the chance to fade.

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