Borderline Beauty

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The tornado touched down across the vibrant sunset that abruptly turned to dark grey skies.

Her life became nothing but lies.

 

Everything she used to know quickly vanished.

Now sad and depressed; she wanted nothing more than to be banished.

 

Emotionless and scared, there was nothing she could do.

Would it even matter if I never make it through?

 

Irrational thoughts scattered throughout her brain. 

Numb; seconds later it begain to rain.

 

Silent tears roll down her face.

Nonexistent and full of disgrace.

 

Dripping down her arm deep, dark and red. 

It didn't matter, she was already dead.

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