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"Is it my fault? Is it my fault that I have all the promise of a genius? How could I have possibly known that it would be my fault that everyone important to me would die becuase of me. Could I have possibly knwn that it was because of me that mother was killed, to protect me. That my brother was also killed protecting me. Even father, even he's on death's door step. How was I to know that I would be the one to take their lives. No one ever told me I would be this way, no one could have possibly known that the one i ever truely could love, died by my hand. Just as i learned to open up, to hold you close, you leave me. What do I have left of this world? No one that cared would have gotten close to me if they knew this would be their fate. The sands of time continue, I continue down this path as ever one else has stopped. I look behind to see you all grow fainter as I slowly walk away. I had never shed a tear before, but now, the tears won't stop. Is it my fault that you are gone but I continue to live in this world? Yes, it is my fault, my fault for being born in this world, being born this way, the way that ended all your lives. Yes, it is all....my fault.....I'm sorry."

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"Is it my fault? Is it my fault that I have all the promise of a genius? How could I have possibly known that it would be my fault that everyone important to me would die becuase of me. Could I have possibly knwn that it was because of me that mother was killed, to protect me. That my brother was also killed protecting me. Even father, even he's on death's door step. How was I to know that I would be the one to take their lives. No one ever told me I would be this way, no one could have possibly known that the one i ever truely could love, died by my hand. Just as i learned to open up, to hold you close, you leave me. What do I have left of this world? No one that cared would have gotten close to me if they knew this would be their fate. The sands of time continue, I continue down this path as ever one else has stopped. I look behind to see you all grow fainter as I slowly walk away. I had never shed a tear before, but now, the tears won't stop. Is it my fault that you are gone but I continue to live in this world? Yes, it is my fault, my fault for being born in this world, being born this way, the way that ended all your lives. Yes, it is all....my fault.....I'm sorry."