Silent Crimes

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She was a mess,

that she knew.

Waiting for someone to come by,

and help her start anew.

Her tear stained cheeks,

flashed through my memory.

A silent tear of my own

falls right in front of me.

Helpless she sat,

with no hope in her mind.

If only I had known,

I wouldn't have let her die.

~ A


I'm sorry I turned out this way. And I'm even more sorry I couldn't help you. Wherever you are, always remember, remember I love you.

AN: thank you so much!

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