Bite The Dust

Bite The Dust

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"I will never get my hands dirty by killing anyone." she said, with the hint of disappointment. Tears already forming in her eyes. "I also said the same thing before, now dirty is an understatement." she replied as she watch her cry.
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"Why do you do this? To act cool? Impress some boy? Why? Please tell me!" She yelled at me, enraged once again. I wiped a tear slowly. "Tell me!" She yelled again. She grabbed my arm forcefully, making me flinch. "Forget. I do it to forget."

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