No, I'm not dead but I'm bleeding and I need a medic. May God have mercy upon our souls and what's left of us. Our hearts are riddled with bullet holes. Redeem the good within us. These wounds were meant to destroy us and everything we've built but He held our stitches together. While the air still flows in my lungs, I swear with my final breath. I will forgive you for everything. When we reach the end of our lives, we'll look back on our younger selves and see the two hands of grace and mercy always present. Piecing the bricks together. Building our love stronger. A desolate bridge can still be repaired, but we can't do it without you. Without you we are weak. We've torn at each other's flesh and drained each other's blood. Leaving remnants of our endless love forgotten in histories mud. When we memorized our vows and bore our symbolic rings, it was never meant to end, no matter what the Devil may bring. A shattered heart can still be repaired, but we can't do it without you. Without you we are weak. You were never meant to separate. What God's hands build, the devil's can never break.
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