1 View the sigh the oxygen leaves behind.See the carbon age as it fills the air and lands on shelves only to harden with age.Feel the words as they impale you to the wall.How long will this take?Hunched- Bleeding- Knowing.Waiting for time to pass you by-Knowing this is the last-Silent eyes scream as fixtures move slowly around the room.Empty- Sincere- Cold.He breaths his last-
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1. screaming silence [ thisishowsilencescreams AT yahoo DOT com ] on Sunday, March 20, 2005, 22:31:56.
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