As the last sliver of life drained from her grey eyes, she was truly free, free'd from lifes cruel grip, with its gnarled nails of hatred, digging into her flesh, ripping open her newly healed wounds, baring her soul for the world's demons to feast upon, tearing the heart of the one who could have truly loved her... who could of saved her... who could have free'd her... before she gave up her barren, naked soul to the universe, to feed the hungry beast lying in the dark belly... of her own soul.