Dreams

A girl, happy, yet not.
Crouching on the floor in agony, in silence.
Her life flowing out of slender red lines as the knife pierces her frail flesh.
Thinking, planning what she would do with all eternity.
Red, dark, sticky with hate; with love.
Love for the one who left her.
Begotten, bewitched, bewildered. Now lonely.
She suddenly realized that it was too late to turn back to stop the pain.
She begins to cry.
No more sunsets, no more gardens, no more cresant moons to stare at.
she hears the distant voices of those who have gone before her.
Wondering if they too, had the same pain she did.
It doesn't matter now.
Just a few more minutes of suffering, just a few more moments of silence.
Soon the silence will be broken.
All of her secret thoughts and aspirations will be poured into the greedy, opened-arms of her friends; her enemies.
"I wonder if they feel pain also," she thought bitterly.
"I wonder if they bleed, if they love, if they dream like I do, or are they the monsters that they appear to be."
Light flooded into her mysterious green eyes.
Now all the cold is leaving her naked body.
Brushing her fire-colored hair out of her pale face with her blood-streaked hands she prepared to walk towards it.
Her dreams will now finally come true, for she will be with the one she loves forever.

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