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Lips, like ice, turned blue
Sinking deeper, drowning
Her final breath, she drew
Eyes slightly open, watching
As she descended, rapidly
Ending all she ever knew
Dissolving slowly, in the sea
She took her life, tempestuous
Like a turbulent hurricane
A tortured soul, free at last
She would never again feel pain
Author’s note: This is purely fiction, and I am just fine 🙂
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