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What are snowflakes to the cold winter? A beauty to see within hardships White and pure like itself Complex

 "I'm sorry! I'm really am. Please, even though I can't be forgiven, please!", a girl's voice screamed, while somehow whimpering.  I had just killed someone. Not just "someone" as if a random person or anything. Maybe if it was it would have been better. 

The pouring rain continued on drowning my thought, no, almost. I can't tell if the tears on my cheeks are the rain or my tears. Either way I am hurting, my heart is hurting, burning, and aching.