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No Tears Would Come.

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 like a worn out cloth   whose threads make no attempt at tethering together ,   she lay still.   Shaky hands  and weak limbs   too exhausted to move.   battered was her soul   broken, her will   vanquished , her morale   her squeals left trapped in the throat   and yet no tears would come,   only detest,   sharp ,   piercing […]