She tried to suppress her already muffled screams so even the walls could not hear them and she was suffocated to live her own.. With her scarred skin which had turned swollen and red.. She filled her broken heart with soil so a new sapling could grow there, filling the cracks with the roots.. To quench her pain she wept hard in broad daylight, as if it was only in her dreams where she felt her body was safe. Physically dead for her love, yet spiritually she was alive, but little did he know that a cat could even turn into a lion if its inner soul was torn apart..
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