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A knife, a victim and a perpetrator, nothing else but blood stains on the wall,
I look around for any hope that he will be okay.
I stand alone, isolated from everyone else thinking what I did to deserve this.
My brother, dead, his whole life ended before his eyes,
Now me, just me, all alone in the world.

The cop picks up the knife, places it in an empty bag and walks off.
I stand there, nothing to do but that. 
I finally decide to walk away, 
Turning the lights off as I walk away not knowing what’s going to happen when I do.
I leave my brother there, alone, in the dark with nothing but the blood stain on the wall.

               - Lauren ( ME )