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leave her for the reaper
I hold her lifeless body in my arms, her last breath lingers in the air. The rain mixes with her blood in a pool of red that snakes around us over the cool concrete as I sit, motionless, still holding her tightly. The blood continues to pour out of her but my body is stiff, I lean in and Bury my face in her sweater. My mind is spinning and I silently beg to wake up and discover that this had all been nothing but a dream. Her scent makes me sob, I'm still clinging to her when I hear sirens in the distance that wake me from my trance.
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