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I have been dead for a few months now. My mother no longer believes my life is still moving onward and my father is all ready in the ground. My heart can't break any more; thinking with logic that a heart of which can't beat can neither break of course. But I still miss Jon. I still miss that tall and tauntingly handsome vamp with the long raven locks and almost always scarlet voids. I could feel my heart crack once again. It was pathetic. My anger draws me to leave this for a while.