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

This poem is about: 
Me

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