death is what we are:
the sting shall remain long after the mortal body has turned to dust, we have given up the light for the darkness, our soul for the kill, we have allowed the death shroud to encompass all that we were. we exist yet we are not .
vain in our thinking, we are like a dark orchid that cannot bloom, because the light is no more.
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jeneth
11:53 Feb 25 2011
find the light before it is too late......