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As winter drew near, I thought of memories fond and dear, yet some still remained depressing. I feel sometimes like I am sliding back into those unpleasant moments. Those times when crying and solemnity sapped my energy and life. I glanced at the snowflakes, reminding me of how I continue to feel weak and dead inside. With death comes rebirth and even in my darkest moments, I could never take away my life. I realized a blade could never cure this tangling pain, and could never ease the loss that comes with such a tragic event.
The sun shines down.
The sun shines down.
~Written October 24, 2005
Age: 18
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