

Death Of An AngelIt was there in that hallway he found life. With the burning cold metal pressed against his teeth and noxious smell of gun powder seeping into his nostrils, he had never felt so alive. His finger aching from the tense painful pause as he considered the events leading up to this point. He shed one tear. One lone tear for all those he hurt especially her. He wept for her. He signed his name, Gabriel Ray, on the crumpled note left only for her. The painful pause was brought to end. The finger was relieved of its painfully transfixed pause. Bang! With that sharp piercing sound, he was finally alive.Death Of An Angel
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"I was dead until the moment I met you. I was a powerless corpse pretending to be alive. Living without power, without the ability to change my course, was akin to a slow death."
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"I was dead until the moment I met you. I was a powerless corpse pretending to be alive. Living without power, without the ability to change my course, was akin to a slow death."
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