Death and Roses
yumado | July 28, 2009
Today, I died. I looked across. There she was. Reading a book. She brushed her hair aside. She smiled. She waved. My heart stopped. I couldn’t breathe. My flesh turned cold. I became stiff. Share and Enjoy:
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