The burning tears rush down her cheeks; a river of sadness
The burning lies; clouding her past, singing her future
The burning pain sears her thoughts; a deadly fire
The sorrow floods over her mind, numbing her senses
The sorrow washes away the fear, the only thing holding her back
The sorrow changes her, innocence gone, only anger is left
The sliver blade is unsheathed; never to return to its home
The silver blade shivers; a trace of doubt in her mind
The silver blade is thrust forward, plunging deep, hitting its mark
The blood surges forward; a raging river is unleashed
The blood seeps slowly, fighting, maiming the world
The blood stops, but the pain flows on
The mist swirls, and darkness fills the air
The mist colors, and the crimson blood rains
The mist clears, and the deed is done
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