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She was walking home because her car had broken down

I saw her footsteps stumbling

The rain pouring down on her

Her tears that had built up escaped

She was so weak

She was a china doll

Fragile and pale

Her usually tight clothes hung off her

She was sick

Mentally and physically

Not even her rock could keep her anchored down

I saw her sway a little

Her feet stopped moving

She fell back loosing control of herself

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