She has no recollection of the past. She has no notion of the future. All she knows is the here and now and even those lines seem blurred. Those who surround her do not know what to feel. Should they embrace her and hope for a successful return, or should they stand back and let it be?
All she can do is wait. All she can do is hope for the future to be bright. She longs to end it all. She longs for her surrounding world to disappear, but she won't be that lucky. Her wishes won't come true this time no matter how hard she dreams and imagines.
She has been one to neglect her past as well as her present. Does she regret it? Maybe. No one will know for sure. All anyone knows is when asked to tell her story, she refuses. She never utters a word. Once she dies, her story will die too. The story is already so one sided. How beautiful was she? No one will ever know, but those who laid eyes on her then. Now, she is the perfect image of a corpse. A corpse who will never die.
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