(ACT TWO)

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ACT TWO
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—Consistent Nightmares—

She would wake up,
screaming,
crying,
gasping,
sweating,
dying, every single night.

She would dream of the vivid
images of corpses,
She would be haunted by the
gaze of her victims,
but she told no one of her wisdom.

She knows that she'd been forced,
and instructed to never show remorse.
She was controlled by others,
yet she blames herself even further.

All these nightmares serve
as her punishment,
until she is clear of her sins
she will forever dream of her accomplishments.

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This poem is written by me, the author, please don't plagiarize my work. Thank you.

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