The darkness clouds my mind. I cannot see the outside. All I see is grey and blue.
All I see is sorrow. Sorrow and pain I fear have become my name. It hurts to breathe. It hurts to see. It hurts my everything.
Why can't it stop? Why won't it end? I ask and seek the answer. But in my search I find no reprieve from my disaster.
I close my eyes, looking for rest. But then I see something that catches me from my nest.
It's the memories that I held, the ones in which I would forever cherish.
It's the smiles I made, produced from the most honest of my heart.
And it's the laughter I shared, that made me feel alive from the start.
It's almost the end. It's almost time. And as I stand here, I realize that these last few moments will forever be cherished throughout our time.
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