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I killed a man today. He wanted me, I walked away. I saw his eyes turn grey. The tear on his cheek that needed pleaded begged me to stay. I killed a man today. He needed me, I walked away. I thought I heard him pray. That he had understood. What good? It broke my heart. There was no reason I could say; except I DID NOT LOVE HIM.
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