And holding in her hand__ the tongue of mind. Yet she was scarce of... words, feelings, emotions__ that made the world! For she had sold them, at the hand of forsaken, long ago!!!
And her heart throbbed, as fast as could. Was pounding up and down, in the swing of__ fears, vagary, jeopardy.... . Holding that scary thing, A stream of text___ with mind taking speed of light, understanding its context. Eyes popping out.... . And a grieve wave, passing by her face. She gave up: "Dear Customer ...” Curtains down*
In the pursuit of happiness__ that never existed. In the search of heaven___ that was a delusion. Under the clouds of tears, in the storm of self imprisonment___ extinguishes a hope!
In the blink of eyes__ everything fell down In the utter of whispers__ everything got silent In the darkening of night__ everything just shut down In the shining looks of her__ everything just lit out!