everything about her was electric. the way her eyes glittered could have lit up a city. her anger was like a bolt of lightning. her smile was charged with a thousand watts to stop your heart. her love was a circuit you could never break out of and she had a short fuse that would bite if you held on too tight. her brain was an electron, always moving, never pausing. her soul was full of light, a million sparking volts that could never be contained. her very being pulled you in. right up until the very end, she was electric.
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