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Relationship suicide
I pull the trigger. I press the button to detonate. I set the traps. I wait for it to cave in. I manipulate the situation, to go the way I plan. I look for any reason to run, to not fight, to not take a stand. I give up and I always try; but not enough to make a difference. Relationship suicide. Why do I enter them, only to find ways to kill it? I'm afraid of losing, of hurting, of never recovering; I admit it. I always try, but I always give up. Relationship suicide. It's how I protect myself.
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