Snap

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She bore the weight of the world on her shoulders, the power of a thousand storms raged in her eyes. 

Her hands were gentle with all the love in her heart, and her feet walked each step with purpose.

She was used to rejection, hurt and pain. 

Her heart had been broken, trampled, crumbled to dust.

Her mind had been tortured, twisted, pushed the point which many thought there was no return. 

Her body, bruised, beaten, used. 

But she loved, wholly, fully and beautifully. 

So, who would finally be the one to cause her snap, after all she had been through? 

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