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Maybe one day, you would've managed to banish the darkness in your heart. Do away with the knitted brows. Cast out the demons that own your every conscious thought when it's late, and everybody's asleep, and you're alone with your thoughts - when you're alone. Demons that lull you to yet another fitful sleep, littered with dreams of people you don't want to dream about anymore.

I hope that one day you'll be happy, content, at ease.

And when you look at the empty seat in front of you I hope you'll think of me, and how I could've filled it up, if only you had let me in. You know how proud I'd be.

I hope you'll think of me.