Suffering Among Flowers
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"I didn't kill him."
I repeated the same line over and over again. He wasn't dead. I knew it.
I know that he's alive.
"I didn't kill him."
He had to be out there, but it didn't matter now.
They wouldn't let me out of here no matter how much I begged.
"I'm not crazy and he's not dead!" I yelled out.
No one answered.
I began rocking back and forth.
"I didn't kill him."
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