This is something I wrote a while back, that I refound.

"Her Hands. Her Fault"
She suffocated.
Choked on his blood.
Her hands. Her fault.
Her tears
dry
fake.
A loss.
His mother, sister, father, brother
Cried. Died. Inside.
Her hands. Her fault.
Called her
bitch
whore.
Put her away.
Won't bring him back.
Her hands. Her fault.
She suffocated.
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Am I out of blood then?