She saw
The first
Weak strand
She began
To pull it
The lies
Began to
Fall apart
Along
The way
Regret
Soon began
To set
In her
Mind
It occurred
To her
That it
Was time
To go
No longer
Would
The tears
Form
In her
Eyes
Going on
Her own
Way was
The strand
She pulled in
The end.
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