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I'm just a little girl, living in a big world.
My head in cloud. My imagination run wild.
Here is my space, where I fly and dive.
It ain't much, but I shall strive.
The noise flickered like a broken light.
The light that boomed across the hallway.
The smell of blood stained on my chest.
Is it mine?
I pushed my hair behind my ears and sighed.
Is it worth the prize?
The sacrifice i made...the life i took...and the life i gave.
How long has it been?
How long has the blood stained my hand? The stench that will never disappear.
The stench that has long reminded me of my sin...the guilt that i have long forgotten.
My heart felt numb. So numb.
They said it is a good thing. It makes it easier.
But i wonder...is it worth it?
I can still hear the scream in my head.
Those eyes, those shaking lips.
Those who cried. Those who begged. Those who offered other's lives in place of their's.
Those who prayed. Those who felt silent, cold and muted.
The very thought of death weakens their soul.
The very thought of death strengthens mine.
But still, is it worth it?
I didn't do it for money, nor for duty.
But my pride keeps me in the field and the one keeps me standing.
What or who i did it for then, you might ask.
I don't know, I really don't.
But if i have to answer, the I guess, it's for my demon.
DATE:Wednesday, October 9, 2013
TIME:{9:35 PM}
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