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As the light slowly fades away in her eyes;
Her soul screams out pleading for her not to die.

Fighting no more she lets the cold seep in;
Taking the knife across her flesh even though she knows it is a sin.

Red pours forth against the white;
Nothing will be left in her; it shall flee as she gives up the fight.

No more will she take the heartache and pain;
She fought and fought but in the end it was all in vain.

Lying herself on the bed she looks around for one last time;
Taking her final breath to the clocks midnight chime.