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Run.
Start running and never look back.
Thoughts pacing
Clouding my vision.
Words
Pointless words
Words would never bring him back.
Faults
Blame
My fault
My blame
My burden to carry like a tide crashing to the shore.
The gun shots still rang
Bells ringing
Children laughing
Crying
Screaming
I want it to end
To be over
Do it
Go on
Do it
I dare you.
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