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by Lonely Little Dreamer Feb 25, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / other
Pale as the snow. Coldness spreads. No breath, nor heart beat. An overwhelming silence. No more thoughts. Worries are absent. The voices finally cease. A peaceful rest. Loved ones live on. Memories as a constant companion. Nothing can fill the emptiness. Grief is the only guidance. Death is what we all become.