my Last breath
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Last published Tue, Jun 16, 2020
"I finally figured it out, after all these years, after so many losses and burdens. Our past doesn't matter. What we went through doesn't mean shit, what matters is what we do in the future. Do you give up or let your self be dead by dignity or not worth it, so many good people died for you and your to selfish enough to run away and not fix your danm problem"
Her words are thick and sweat at the same time, yet dangerous, her dark brown eyes shing with reckless yet so much powerful. This isn't the same girl that we new, she unseaths her sword pointing it in the air, as if of saying 'fuck you' as a wicked smile takes form. The roaing crowd of Felix's community's people shout and cheer. Some raising there fists in the air others knives and swords, some with guns and rifles. And I find myself going along with them.
Her smile grows more as she shouts out.
"We aren't going to failed, we survive until our last breath!!!"
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