The ache , the dull ache turning into a shrieking pain...
She wants death to take her ...
No dreams to pursue...
No ambitions ...
No aspirations...
She wants none of it ...
She would rather die than stay put in the miserable life...
A call has to be made ... A call has to be made...
She dies , miserable in her lonelinss...
She is gone forever.
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