![]() ![]() I'd rather die peacefully on my own then surrounded by a gaggle of people. I sigh, thinking of calling out for help, but quickly deciding not to. The truth is, either way I'll be forgotten in less than a year's time, only spoken about when there's nothing else to say. I'll be lying in some pit as my skin slowly rots away, or burnt to a crisp so that someone can put me on their mantelpiece to 'remember' me by. The police will probably find out who he was, but by the time they do, I won't be around to congratulate them. The man in the alleyway has long since gone almost as soon as the gun went off he was round the corner and gone. There's only so much blood in the human body, and I'm swiftly losing what I have. "Whosoever trusteth in the Lord, happy (Meant to be strike through, but oh well) betrayed is he."īlood leaks from the wound in my chest. It happens to be called 'Sins of the Sky' It seems, *NG BBS User*, that I have started writing a book.
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