Her breathing was on autopilot, and her core beating was racing. Her soul tore her body apart and escaped. It walked around the entire room and sat close to her body. Wiped her cheeks gently; A pearl drop of tears was shed by a pale white soul. Each drop of pearl brushed against her flesh; it brushed against her bone! It attempted to increase the heart rate; Her spirit began to dissolve, and the sun's beams browned her skin. She awoke abruptly; Finally, She was subsequently torn asunder by the blazing brightness. #brightness #thevakiruba #poem
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