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Another night.

Slowly fading into oblivion.

Ah.
Decisions.
Decisions.

Such as it is.
Life is full of them.

Yet.
We are most afraid of the aftermath.

A constant nag.
If the decision was the right one.

Oh well.
After all.

Life is just one big Las Vegas.
Either you get lucky.
Or you don't.

But.
It gets tiring after awhile.
Doesn't it?

But well.

For every choice made.
There is a price to be paid.

For me.

My choice is decided.
In the form of blood drops.
And the scars that follow after that.