What have I done? The person I loved…cold, limp, and lifeless…is before me. The person I loved is calling out for help… no one can hear… I took no action. I watched the person I loved… die before my eyes. I look at my arms… splattered with blood trickling from my fingertips. What have I done? The knife lodged in his heart is warm from the liquid gushing out. The corners of my lips rise into a smile… I am happy. The person I loved will be with me forever. I lay down with the person I loved and dislodge the knife. I swiftly kiss the person I loved on the cheek… I lodge the knife in my heart. What have I done?
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