Heathens

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I placed my hands on the bars,watching as the cop walked away,swinging the keys on his finger.

"I killed him" I said, letting go of the bars and falling to the cold ground.

I hummed to myself,tears falling down my face,
"Please don't make any sudden moves..." I whispered,"you don't know the half of the abuse.."

I felt a cold hand on my back,and turned around.

Josh sat behind me,a halo floating above his head.

He had long,beautiful white wings.

"You look as beautiful as ever," I said,smiling.

"Its all going to be okay." He said,"i promise you..trust me"

" I trust you, Josh "

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