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Personal Narrative: The Silent Tides
Five years ago we were crazy about each other. Now I stand, I stand here and watch the silent tides pull her thick, red blood into the wide and black ocean under the bright moon. I can feel the wide gap mischievously release a dark red substance down my right arm. Drip, drip, drip. The sound of it drowned out the police sirens and cop screaming in my aching ear.

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