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Walking into her room I thought I was going to break apart all over again.

My girl just lay there lifeless on the bed, her face drained of colour,her chest occasionally rising and falling. It killed me to see her like this but she was staying strong and alive right now and I know I need to do the same. I took in the peaceful appearance of a goddess in front of me, her black hair fanned around her face, her dark eyelashes fanned along the bottom of her eyes. She's still beautiful in a coma.

I took a seat and thought back again to that night.

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