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I had to stop as I watched my soul fade as the memories of your light decayed and the chips of what remained, collected in the pile of ashes and chalk before me Coming up with some sort of way to cement this occasion of forced isolation to repent and forgive my own foolish follies that are ignored as they follow me, for I... I attempted to share with those who knew nothing about the pain between us accepting the praise for something i knew i should never be proud of but alas this faded fire skips and dances off the wick that fights against the adversities of what hell had put you in. For this was not a war fought in the trenches of night but within