“I should've smashed it… I should've smashed it…”
A savage smile graced her face in insane glee
Pacing back and forth
Heart racing
Trickles of crazed laughter dripped from her lips
Her eyes like a frenzied demon
Wet cheeks and soggy eyelids gave it away
The whimpers strained, yet they grew
LOUDER! With each drawl
“My hatred for you runs deep”
His name resonated in her head like a distorted melody
Her hands greedily grasped at invisible emotions
Words of formalin staggered from her uneven breath
“I love you...I love you...loved...you…”

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