I know, ultimately, I won't win this fight. I am already so tired. I know one day it will take me. My heart will decide it is time to stop pumping its poisons through my veins. That will be the day that people will know, once and for all, that I wasn't as strong as they had thought. That will be the day that people will know that everytime they asked how I am, all the I'm-okay-lines are just lies. That will be the day that my heart would finally decide to bleed me dry.
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