Death 10/03/2009
Living in a hole, no way of getting out. With all my past, I die... With satisfaction of gasps, misty fog, and a shimmering voice that enlightens me, Cries of shouts come out of my voice, and I suddenly trample to the ground. Walls are slowing moving towards me, and suffocating with my last breaths. What happened to me?! My whole life was disappearing. CommentsLeave a Reply |

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