And so you played me, or so I let you. And in your mind you probably see me as an ally of Satan and his minions. When in reality it is you, was you, and always will be you who inflicts me with this disease without a cure. Without a hope, without a moment of trust. And so I died at the hands of your devilish acts. I died at the hands of your disease. I died... because you killed me.
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