The Writer

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she sat

numb and breaking at the police station

the boy was next to her

his eyes hollowed out

breaths fast and panicked

she can't comfort him

she can't even breath

her lungs can't move

she tells them what she knows

and they let her call someone

he looks tense

but he pulls her into his arms

until he stops shaking

im sorry

he whispers

for what

he can't answer her

but the sadness in his voice

chills her soul

for what?

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