She looks around her, hoping to find a place to sit.<\/p>\n
She looks for somewhere to rest her weary form.<\/p>\n
She looks for a place she can be alone and tranquil.<\/p>\n
She looks for somewhere she can mingle with the shadows.<\/p>\n
She looks for a place she can shut out the world.<\/p>\n
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She wants to shut out the noise, the bustling of the comings and goings.<\/p>\n
She wants to shut out the anger, the disappointment, the disillusionment.<\/p>\n
She wants to shut out the painful betrayal, the disdain.<\/p>\n
She wants to shut out the pity, the accusatory glances.<\/p>\n
She wants to shut out the thick, searing, seething, overwhelming, consuming, staggering pain.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The invisible cruel hand of destruction holds her with a merciless iron grip.<\/p>\n
The hand holds her in a cold, hard, cutting, tearing grasp.<\/p>\n
The hand holds her heart in a grasp that leaves her breathless.<\/p>\n
The hand chokes her heart leaving her battling for release, relief.<\/p>\n
The hand oppresses her leaving her fighting for freedom.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She longs for liberty to live again.<\/p>\n
She longs for lighter steps to skip for joy again.<\/p>\n
She longs for a lighter countenance to smile again.<\/p>\n
She longs for a lighter heart to hope again.<\/p>\n
She longs for a lighter load to stand tall again.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She remembers how life used to be.<\/p>\n
She had a bright, lovely open countenance.<\/p>\n
She had a relaxed forehead and cheeks creased with a lovely smile.<\/p>\n
She held her head high looking ahead with confidence.<\/p>\n
She held herself straight, shoulders thrown back, her gaze confident.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Now the weariness had set in.<\/p>\n
Now the brokenness had set upon her.<\/p>\n
Now the bitterness was suffocating her.<\/p>\n
Now the uselessness she felt was suffocating her.<\/p>\n
Now the powerlessness she felt had set upon her.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Her heart lay bleeding. Shattered by the tragedy that obliterated her once tranquil existence.<\/p>\n
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