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Death Whispers It whispers cold hard words the air becomes harder to breathe every breath is like an icy shard to my chest the air becomes restricting time stands still i feel weightless i close my eyes and..... im gone

Posted by: VampirePrincessVermillion Fri Jul 04, 2008 @ 06:27am