He lies on the dirty street, almost in the gutter, with a bleeding lip and a hacking cough, but there are no tears. Instead, he wants to laugh, and so he does so, albeit pathetically and with a cracking voice, but it rings out bitterly into the night. He didn’t think he’d be in the gang forever, but he never thought his end would come like this.
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WRITE IT. I WANT TO READ.
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I'm also seconding the RyoPi!!
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