Anna looked at herself in the mirror
Her finger tracing letters etched on her skin
Her mind; a jigsaw shaken up
Desperately seeking the person within
She longed for the friction inside to end
Longed for death; an eternal peace
She waded as driftwood, out to sea one day
Let herself go into death's sweet release.
@naaviie Six word challenge.
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