"And if I only could, I'd make a deal with god"
If only I could swap places with her, to not be the one holding my own lovers body, dead body. Why did it have to be Clara?..
The endless cycle of pain, I try to stop this but I never can. In protecting I lose them.
Her once glimmering eyes, now lifeless. Tears, my own, fell to her face. I couldn't save her now.
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