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[Elizabeth M'real]

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She was coughing her body racked with pain each breath getting harder to sustain... She grasped the edges of the bed and fell into fitful slumber.

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She was coughing again but something was different large amounts of water invaded her lungs, she clung to him weakly.
The waves grew louder in her ears she struggled, panicked her breath would not come. She clung, she clawed, she tried.. to weak just to weak... What was happening. Dead

So beautifully dead, limp and soft, an angel in death, her struggle at peace. At Peace...

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Not at peace..

Water dripped down the walls of her new prison, each beat of it containing her loss her wails of unhappiness penetrating its shell at times.

A new puddle formed each day water, everywhere, everywhere....He had done the unthinkable.

The sad wailing kept reverberating, the spirt lost, lost. Boom, the heart shuddered and moved its irregular beats chiming thru the air echoing on some other plane.

The sickening sound of someone drowning growing with each day. Let me rest..