She looked up at the cracked ceiling.
Feelings of jealousy, remorse.. pain
she bit her lip and closed her eyes once.
the bed cushioned her being enveloped.
One.... two.... three.... breathe again...
Her discretion became worse.
She wanted.... she wanted.
Tears pooled, threatening to spill.
"Let us die" She echoed softly in the room.
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