Jail

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I was lost and scared, all I could hear is your piercing cry .❞

I shaken in my spot, All i just do is folowed my heart.

But what happen? I was locked up in jail.

The horrific flashback still vividly replaying in my mind.

I cry, and let it all out, the bottle of tears, that broken in peace, they flow, and flow.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"Tssk! Saying sorry can't bring back the dead" The guard infront of her scoff.

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