In the dark I lay. Bloody images are replayed in my mind. Over and over, until I seep into a trance. I’m dizzy, and everything is dark and rainy. Blurry, I can only make out one thing: You. Confused, I crawl towards your still body. The gruesome mass of what’s supposed to be your face-covered in blood. Your body is still warm, and carved into. The
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