The blood in her arms
flowing like Nile river
the tears in her eyes dropping
rain in August
The hurt and the pain
never cease
continued to haunt her
seems like a continuum of infinity
There in the shadows she hides
there in the shadows she wept
away from the piercing and prying eyes
of vultures
Deep in the dark
she is consumed by panic
devoured by monsters
monsters not from hell but ...
by monsters that she created................
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