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The end
The pleading in her eyes,
The misery in her cries.
She feels it coming fast,
The ending is here at last!
She felt it coming from long before,
The thought of it shook her core.
Now she feels the the ending is near,
Her entire being quakes with fear.
She sits alone in her miserable pain,
Slowly going insane.
She pushes all form of comfort away,
And grows lonelier each day.
In her hands she holds the knife,
And quickly reflects back on her life.
With a swift strike to the heart.
Her body and soul is ripped apart.
The misery in her cries.
She feels it coming fast,
The ending is here at last!
She felt it coming from long before,
The thought of it shook her core.
Now she feels the the ending is near,
Her entire being quakes with fear.
She sits alone in her miserable pain,
Slowly going insane.
She pushes all form of comfort away,
And grows lonelier each day.
In her hands she holds the knife,
And quickly reflects back on her life.
With a swift strike to the heart.
Her body and soul is ripped apart.
Published 3rd Oct 2013
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