Intent
she cries with no emontion
they have beeen strippde from her memory
she lies in her sorrow
all movement had ceased for her
she thinks with no restiraint
every thought cascading behind the other
she feels no wieght
the heaviness had been taken leaving her hollow
she no longer mourns
with the intenet to kill she is no more
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