She declared,
As she looked into the piercing silence,
Which shattered her peace of mind with every passing eternity,
She lay there, staring into oblivion unaware of the purpose of her existence,
The void eating into her lonely heart which longed for solace,
Which longed for happiness.
Her life was as still as the picture hung on the wall,
Though the thump of her heartbeat seemed like a clamor,
Which could not be silenced till it was stopped or destroyed or relived?
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