Its like i cannot breathe. The pain doesnt go. Through my fingers they slip... from my arms they are taken. At my feet they are cast the light within their eyes fading... they stare at me accusing me. seeming to say... why. why couldnt you save me. I am not innocent. My hands are stained with the blood of the fallen. My heart full of Grief. Why i ask.. why must you take them. why cant i keep them... i know not of relief. forever their screams echo in my ears.. their pain.. and those now become my own. never does it stop....
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