The ‘Alpha’-bet Part-dos

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black, deceitful heart

I hope the last thing you see on your deathbed with those eyes that I once loved is my smiling face and that somehow it stabs you so hard it makes you grab and grasp at your chest where your black, deceitful heart beats in time with the sight of what you fucking lost

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