Smothered in a sheet of darkness, I cower. I cower and desperately await the light of salvation. I fight with every breath I take, yet my breathing grows steadily more shallow. Hope is lost. Slowly, ever so slowly, I fade into the memory of time, never to be seen, heard, or loved ever again.
Just something I came up with when I was using my other profile... Thresher_011
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