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I've warned y'all.She's not okay.
She's dying.
She's dying...he's watching her slowly fade away in his own arms and I'm watching him gazed over her body in agony.
In suffering.
There was nothing anyone could do about this, for neither him, nor I could bring this everlasting pain to an end. Her death is inevitable. Unstoppable.
I continue to hope still, that something, anything would happen and somehow she would breathe again and all would be well but it was for nothing.
As the lonely tear glid from my now glistening right eye down to my face mask, wetting it, I sat there, wondering if only I understood.
If I was the only one crying this very moment.
I observed silently as the armed forces opened fire.
They shot him.
I wished I could tell them. By any means whatsoever, that they would understand that it wasn't him. It wasn't his fault.
It never was.
A/N: That movie hurt. Then the next second it was exiting...and then it hurt again. I can't even describe it tho. I MEAN THE POST CREDIT SCENES TOO!! This is acc the best movie I've ever seen in my entire life. No words bro, no words
*swings away w non existent web shooters bc I'm Tobey Maguire's spiderman*
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