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As she smokes her last cigarette, its glow the only light in the darkness, she wonders.
The only company she has is the voices that tell her she isn’t crazy, but she feels like she’s going insane.
She screams into the dark, and nothing answers but silence.
She cries as she asks herself “why life has taken her down this wretched path?”
She screams again, and again nothing but the silence of the dark.
She screams a third time, and this time her scream is answered by an echo of a gunshot.
As she lays in the dark she wonders why life has taken her this way.

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Afterdark

Joined January 2009

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