Tapping her fingers in impatient haste
She sighs heavily at the blank, dark screen
A monitor for all that her heart sees and knows
Staring at her from the lifeless machine
It doesn't care how broken she feels
It wasn't designed to show any emotion
It can't take back the lost, missing years
It isn't interested in foolish devotion
Suddenly, the screen lights up in grey- blue
She watches cautiously as the words reappear
Her eyes witness the inevitable ending on cue
Feeling a familiar loss, she releases one tear
Silently, easily, it turns off without a sound
Her mind repeats "Windows is shutting down"....
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