Her tears roll down like raindrops from a black cloud.
Her head is hung low.
Her discontent with all her pain is coming to an end.
Her blood flows down her arm
Into the steamy water.
Her heart sinks lower
Into her chest
She slips away
Down into her pool of bloody misery.
But satisfied that her foe's blood is stained on her floor besid her.
She goes with a smile
Now she knows that this is worthwhile.
 
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