I promised eeh....am back with anna.... Hope the ride ain't bumpy.....read vote comment.....
She stood calmly by the kitchen table... Staring wonderlessly at the window.... Fathomed in a state not even a poet could describe.... There she was wondering what was next....she wasn't pregnant or suffering from cancer... But her heart wasn't home yet....she thought... Take her life by a table knife...and her screams be her good by....or point the barrel to her head and pull the trigger... And the bang be her good-by....or just swallow a pill or two.....she wasn't crying ...she wasn't shaking she was just staring ...but Anna died of stroke hours later....#kingtrapp
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