Escape

She was ill. He had killed his future. They're both dead in the collapsing of their own escape.

The hospital was quiet, no one was awake. But she couldn't sleep, the counting down until 6 months, 6 months of heartache, tears, confusion, and her problems. She looked in the mirror, and saw her veins. He sick, vastly veins, and she decided her 6 months of sickness would revive again.

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