And although she may leave me in reflection,
I still feel as if she was the one who lost her destiny.

Their hearts scream so loud, even silence begins to make a sound.

Even in the face of death,
we humans still find time to post about how strong we are, and use our new found following to boost out social status.
"I WILL MISS YOU." They say, beckoning for more followers, yearning for validation and suppressing the deepest of sorrow by replacing it with self-loathing, posting about how much we miss our loved ones, and pushing the emotions away.
This is the new human way.
This is the new human race.

I've never heard halls so quiet that they echo the footsteps of hundreds in mourning.