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Jun 2016
I walk around aimlessly,
Thinking,
"What have I done"
I wonder about,
"What am I now"
As I button my pants up,
"What will I say"
As I look at her,
"I hope she forgives me"
I try to clean up the blood,
"O dear god "
I'm crying as there's a knock at the door,
"Who is it"
I asked in rapid short breaths,
"It's the police, now open up"
I look around and see my escape,
"If you don't unlock this door we'll come in by force"
I run towards the window at full speed,
"1"
I trip over the body,
"2"
Ugh like this day can't get any worse,
"3"
I get back up and run towards the window,
"4"
Crash,
"5"
I'm floating as the railing spins me tearing off limbs every stairwell I hit,
"I think he's jumped sir"
Splat,
At least I won't have to see  her face again,
She smacks me as she stands across from me,
"You  look pretty dead there old lady"
Damb it I still can't get rid of her.
It's something's
Thomas
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Thomas  22/Canada
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