"Why..." "Why is it always you" "Tell me, exactly what do you have that I don't?" "Exactly how are you better than me?" "You are nothing" The little girl no older than 10 years old huffed out a shaky breath laying down on the hard cold pavement, skin covered with bruises and injection marks. "Abandon everything, and you will live" Like a canvas colored with paint she was coverd with wounds, her skin yellow and purple whereas other parts of her were colored with a crimson red, some fresh and some dried. 'Even at death's door I still envy and think of you'
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