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by Arthur Mar 3, 2010 category : Life, society / meaning of life
I lay here, I feel confused. I feel alone and deserted. Some might say I deserve it, and had it coming. but nobody deserves such a hit I began to traverse the dark road where we first met and that dark, rainy day. she laid there, unaware and a bloody mess. her heart still beat, but her soul, silent. I picked her up, she shivered in the cold and seemed to enter reality. the mystery i held looked up at me and spoke... she told a story of 3 men, men of hate and revenge men of deaths and suffering I listened to her as i took her to the city to heal her wounds. I took her, under my own roof, to guard the mystery girl. for a decade, i was her protector and i learned to love her it was after a decade, when everything fell apart. the 3 men returned. they took my girl, and left only her body. stole her soul from her, and from me.