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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "the dust obscures the cracked paint on the ancient windowsill the glass, cracked makes the fading sunlight somehow shimmer It's cold outside, and inside too, no heat had I, to warm the soul no love, to touch, to speak my words fading sunlight, fading life, no one a friend, no where a wife... tears are useless, they've done their very best, now it's time to face my coming eternal rest I don't seek a miracle I know what's true, I only question now what is real, that's what I do am I here, alone again? am I with a passed-on friend? I sense only the gloom, the lights are fading, in my dreary room I do not call a name out loud, I know they would not hear I do not moan or cry, and for this I am most proud I maintain a silent tear I know... more than I wish... more than I need... more than I want.... these fools called friends, and, saddly, family too, are far more than merely ghostly, then they, or I, ever knew now the phone so noisey-silent and the room, it is so dark my life starts closing in on me my future appears so stark oh, every soul must pass this way and this has been... my chosen day... the fading lights that finally reach my eyes expose it all, to my horror for it's all been but lies my eyes are now closed my body very still the silence reaches out to me its touch is, oh, so sweet the pain is mercifully now gone..... I've got souls to meet.
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