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She stares at the floor, the blood it falls in this pool of depression. She calls his name in her screams the silence breaks, it breaks the voices. The voices of before are in a distance now...don' be afraid child, this world is just dying in the hands of the fallen. She looks to the sky as it starts to snow, the beauty amazes her, and at the same time puzzles her for if something could be this beautiful then why is everything not like this? The she thought, everything is beautiful, everything has it's own way of showing it....She thought of the boy who made her heart skip a beat every time he said hello, how beautiful he truly was. She wanted him more than anything, but he wanted the girl down the street. The tears began again, she realized how beautiful her tears were and how much she wanted some one to tell her that. The walls of her unhappiness were closing in, the smiles were drifting away, her heart was falling behind..