I stand over a pale
female with long
black strands of
hair.
She wears a pink night-
gown while her arms
and legs are covered
in white bandages.
This girl is sleeping
in bed.
I use the back of my
index finger to caress
her soft cheek.
Her sleeping face
appears to be so
careless.
I hate it so much.
How can she just
take my place?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
She must DiE!
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