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[vs_madonna]

She kicked and pleaded as the surface swept itself above her. The neckline of her dress completely abolished, and streams of beauty streaking itself down her face

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[jennaharper]

Wow, as I was reading this, I felt like I was the girl being pulled under, trying to free myself. I can really relate to this and I love your metaphor, "streams of beauty streaking itself down her face". This really sums up a lot of the pain I've gone through, but it puts it more into perspective than I've been able to. Nice job. If you don't mind me asking, did you have an inspiration to write about someone like this?

[vs_madonna]

Awe, I cannot tell you how much I appreciate feedback from this. :) I guess the moral of it is to set oneself free (escape from drowning), but it could also relate to various different topics. My inspiration was directed to anyone, and previous episodes of effort I had. The point was that even when things are caving in and suffocating us, we always find reasons to get back up, or even "wake up". I'm really glad you read this and took your time to comment about it. :)