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As she sits at her window and watches the rain pour down.
as those sunny skies begin to turn dark and grey.
as she starts to realize the cracks and bruises from a battle she fought and lost.
tears begin to fall.
shes never been any good when it comes to matters of the heart.
she gets so close, but things always fall apart.
as she sits there staring out the window.
her reality slowly settling in.
the memories of it all are what kill her.
a slow and painful death.