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She's a little lucky because right when I left her my conscience didn't stop from bugging my head.

Damn it. Damn this guilt. Damn my conscience.

I stopped from walking because I was having a hard time deciding whether I will go back to where I left her or I will continue living peacefully or should I say full of guilt with my life.

"Damn. I shouldn't have left her crying all alone." I murmured.

I shouldn't because maybe I know the feeling of being forgotten and not being able to be noticed by someone.

After making several arguments inside my brain I decided to go back where I left her standing and pouring all her tears out.

But contrary to my expectations she was no longer there. In the place where I saw a whole new world being devastated, tampered and crumpled.

I looked for her through the crowd by I failed.

I was just a little too late.

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