If it's not forever...it's not love
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I have seen people dead before.
I have seen them on television,on the news,on their deathbeds,with their loved ones carrying them to the cemetery. But i have never seen dead people like this. Mutilated,maimed,and laying in pools of blood. I have never seen anyone die in front of me , say their last words,cry out for help ,look at me with horror in their eyes,choke on their own blood,breathe their last ,and die. Never.
I see bloodied faces all around, injured gravely,and they are shouting,screaming,and pleading for help.I stumble over them and I walk away from the site of the blast. I am helpless.
Where is Avantika ?..That was the last thing on my mind.
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