A Whispered Death
Though it began with loud cries
It'll now end in a weak whisper
Where is it that I find my worth?
by Anayssa Garcia
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23 Oct 2014 09:42
An interesting read, the last line was perfect, life is a thunder of noise and fading echo's then it ends. Perhaps your worth is your belief and convictions. Great stuff