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Sometimes I wish I could wipe away my memories of you.Like writings on a chalkboard. Leaving nothing behind but fine white dust and faded broken outlines.But I know that even if my mind could somehow be erased... I'd still remember every part of your face.


How did it feel when your mind left your body... and you were declared dead. Those stunning green eyes once filled with life... now hidden by those black, fixed pupils. Your every orifice now holds tubes... only to preserve what's left of you. But not for you. For someone deserving of life... or perhaps a … Continue reading Declared