The blood has dried.
She hasn't died.
I am scarred.
She would never play that card.
I'm slowly loosing her.
I never thought this event would occur.
My world is slowly falling apart.
I never had the chance to cure her heart.
Her pure, little, innocent soul.
While mine is tainted, darker than coal.
It all happened so fast.
By now, she has long passed.
-d.k.
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