Chapitre 11: Reflection
The pain all around,
And fuzziness in my eye.
That deadly silence,
From the red mist.
Those people are all around,
Not a problem to my posterity.
A dark hue to everything.
My life on its last strings.
Was it all just for this bloodshed?
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