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The pain comes Intense piercing pain deep inside Her whole body tenses as it peaks What feels like hours pass when really it is only seconds The pain slowly ebbs to nothing but a harsh memory Fear fills her as she knows it will soon come again The pain She clenches her hands into fists and prays for the strength to endure Her body begins to tighten as the pain begins anew Her nails score her palms leaving angry crescents in there wake She is unmindful of the pain in her hands The only thing she can think of is the pain that is threatening to break her in half and tear her open to the world Why does this have to happen? Why did

A soul turned black before it had a chance. A heart turned to stone to prevent the pain. Acid flows through the veins where once there was blood hot and red. The skin now cold and hard to touch was once long ago warm and supple. Happiness is just a forgotten dream. Love is nothing more than a myth. Was it ever real to begin with. Days blur together and time has no meaning. A day, a week, a month, a year None of it matters Time has no reason Seasons come and go but everything stays the same. A knife passes over flesh There is no pain The blade cuts deeper until there is no feeling Blood finally wells from the wound erasing ever