She looked up. Guilt in her eyes and blood on her hands. Every fiber of her being crying sorry. Her soul begging for forgiveness. And as she sat there she wondered if this was it. If this was all she would ever be. She wished someone would find her. They didn't have to care. She just wanted someone to see. To know. But mostly she just didn't want to feel so alone anymore.

Okay so I wrote this I while back and I quite like it... And I am tempted to try and write something around it or add to it...
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