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death, sister, goodbye, regret |
| Blood freezes. My eyes open. I cover my ears from words yet to be spoken. Shaking constantly. He points a gun to my head. I hope my loved ones know I thought of them before I was dead. Ropes cut my body. He tied me up so I couldn't run away. I had no idea today would be my last day. Tears come to my eyes. Its to you I wish I would've said goodbye. It's of you I am thinking of tonight. Bruises form. He hits me repeatedly. Despite my fear, my heart beats steadily. His devilish grin shows as he kisses my lips. This is the last thing I see. And finally, God has taken me. |