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Suppressed memories are a slideshow inside her mind. Like a nightmare playing through a projector. These images shadow her from the truth. They're filled with selfish thoughts, feeding her addiction. Cold sweats bleed from her forehead, and restless hands grip her bedsheets with desperation. She shrieks words of terror and no one answers. Absolute loneliness is her realization. The sinking sand beneath her grows hungry. Then swallows her whole down into its belly. A heavy silence fills the room... Never to be seen again this horror cannot be forgotten. For all along her family was by her side.
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 2:06 PM UTC
Last Breath
Suppressed memories are a slideshow inside her mind. Like a nightmare playing through a projector. These images shadow her from the truth. They're filled with selfish thoughts, feeding her addiction. Cold sweats bleed from her forehead, and restless hands grip her bedsheets with desperation. She shrieks words of terror and no one answers. Absolute loneliness is her realization. The sinking sand beneath her grows hungry. Then swallows her whole down into its belly. A heavy silence fills the room... Never to be seen again this horror cannot be forgotten. For all along her family was by her side.
josef-wilhelm
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 2:06 PM UTC
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