lorenzo berkshire: writing about you after they killed you

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i never thought i'd find such beauty in death, until you. your final moments were like a work of art, a masterpiece that could not be duplicated.

you were so beautiful, even in death, your eyes still sparkled with a light that could never be extinguished. i can't help but feel glad that i was the one to take the life away from your eyes. yet i feel strangely empty now that you're gone. as if a part of my world has been taken away. i don't think i will ever find someone like you again.

you were like a butterfly, fluttering through life, bringing beauty to everyone you met. except i crushed you like a bug under a boot.

i look back on the moments we spent together, the way your eyes lit up when you saw me, the way your hands trembled when i touched you. i think back to the sound of your voice, the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin.

you were like a perfect rose, so fragile and beautiful. and i was the one who cut you down.

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