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You came to me in need;
I ignored the signs. Our time together was over, my dance card full. I didn't have the energy, or the heart to go round again. So I said no, and shut the door, choosing to save myself. I wasn't there to stop you, because I was hiding behind the door. The bullets spun in the chamber and this time, one had your name on it. Now I live on, wondering... What would have happened had I danced again?
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