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2007-08-17 Annie: I love the last couple lines there. One thing I noticed, permanent is spelled as I just spelled it, not with an i. :) And then echoes needs an e. :) I love the way the thoughts seem to be going everywhere in her last moments.[bloody kisses]: 558.So Called Life (suicide entries).Hall of Empty Mirrors
Rating: 0.00 Uploaded by: Created: 2008-03-28 18:14:22Keywords: There's something wrong with me.
I look down - hands, clothes, feet, I feel solid body. But no, not feel. I don't feel anything. I see myself, solid figure, but I feel nonexistant.
No one hears me. Not in this mansion I am restricted to alone.
It's like I'm not here, under permanent ground restrictions.
I run, as hard as I can...no sound of footsteps follows my beats, nor echoes. Am I deaf? Blind? Living in a world I built myself in like a mental asylumn? Built from loss, built overnight?
*Someone!* I mean to yell, but no one comes, I don't even hear myself call out!
What's wrong with me?
So now i sit, in my hall of mirrors, once full in my pressence, now empy. As empty as my once thriving soul...my once alive body...my once beating heart.
Now as empty as me.
[3/14/07]