She was laughing,
more so cackling.
Her laugh was atrocious
but
it made her,
her.
She loved her laugh
and so did he.
He knew it was horrible,
the sound of it hurt his ears.
But it didn't matter,
it was her's
and that's all that mattered.
It was her's.
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