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She holds the razor up to the light
watching it glint in the pale moon - so bright
a hot tear is shed in peace
quietly coursing down her face
she wants to be alive and free
knowing she will never be
memories of the past are haunting
mocking laughter daunting
she will get out - now or never
but she's afraid - death is forever
she sits, and contemplates
her heart longs.....
it's only prolonging fate.
