death whispers in my ear. are you ready to see my face? the pain of letting go breaks into a solemn peace. and i understand now. just why you've gone away. but still i am alive and breathing. though it's shallow and it's faint. so where do i leave? this place that i hate. a feeling i can't replace. these regrets that will not fade....
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morrigan:
it is late and i've grown tired now. this mattress is cold and hard. tonight the sound of rain doesn't comfort me, if i could only catch a dream to take me far. my mind is a mess of thoughts, these things tomorrow will not mend. i need to find a way to close my eyes. i need to let this all give in. i...
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