Thoughts were tornadoes as they twisted and twirled a sad dance in her mind. It wasn’t her fault; not this time. She didn’t mean to think; no, but how could she not think about it? It worsened. The weather has changed; a hurricane has swept through her mind. It ripped apart her mental barriers she made to save herself. The hurricane made her mind broken as the hurricane’ s flood ran down her face. That was the only proof of the internal damage until she wiped it away promising herself to not shed another tear about the same old thing, ever.
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