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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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