Beautifully Written Tragedy.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Empty Air.
I feel myself
Fading away
With each movement
That I make.
It's my time to leave,
I don't belong here anymore.
I can't stay
Here with you,
I'm sorry.
My faded smile
Will be the last
You ever see of me.
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