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Defeating the Purpose(reality)

Once again an evil force has come to overtaken the planet. Will succeed? Not a chance in hell

Hate, fear, and failing health the poem says. On the contrary, it's not the disease that is killing this time. This time it's something you did. No, it wasn't that girl you slept with and never spoke to again, and no it wasn't the kiss you beat up in 7th grade. Think. Think deeply. Think deeply until you find that space inside of that holds every shred of evil together with a single thread. Think hard until that space becomes untangled and all the forgotten memories are rough to the surface. Then when the fog is lifted, visit your past and truly remember. It was time. Think back. It was that time when you said... What did you say you ask? Remember it was cloudy day. You and Her were together then. Remember you were holding her hand. Dose it bring you pain? No? It will when you think about it and remember. She loved you, you know. You told her you did to. It hurt her you know. Was that pain I saw? Yes, you are beginning to remember. It was cloudy and you were holding her hand. She was smiling, you were not. She was happy, you were not. It hurts, yes it should. I told you it wasn't the disease, no, you're not lucky this time. Remember how she turned to kiss you. How she smiled? You don't want to continue? It's too late now. You can't go back. Remember how she left you cheek wet with kissmist. You cannot comprehend the pain. You remember how she whispered "I love you" in your ear? Asshole, you didn't care, you said so. The pain eh. Remember how she took that gun. Now it's coming back I see. Full force none the less. Remember how she took that gun and loaded each individual bullet.

"Stop. I can't go on. Please you know this is torture."

You deserve it. Quiet. Remember how you were there holding her hand and what she whispered in your ear? Remember how she kissed your cheek and left it wet with kissmist. Remember how she smiled and you didn't. How she was happy and you weren't. Look at me. Remember what she did with the gun, how she loaded each individual bullet one by one? Smile, you got your wish. Wishes are dangerous, I told you so. You didn't heed my warning. Remember how she wrote a note and left it on the table. Remember how she addressed it to me. Remember how you were mentioned. Tears won’t save you or her now. She loved you, you know. It hurt her. You bastard. She killed herself. Remember? She loaded the gun with each individual bullet and raised it to her head. Remember what she said. Remember how you were there that day and you held her hand and she kissed you and she took that gun and loaded the bullets and raised it to her head and what she said? Pain, you must live with it. She killed herself and remember how the letter was addressed to me and what it said about you? Hate, I know it well. You made her kill herself. Remember what she said? "I love you!" The same as she had whispered when she kissed you. I loved her.

They found the body.
I knew they would.
They know you did it.
I know...... That's why I have this.
Will it hurt?
Remember the pain.........

Well that's enough for this months edition of the Evil Page.

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