Second chapter here.
In the dark of the night I was tossing and turning.
And the nightmare I had was as bad as can be.
It scared me out of my wits, a corpse falling to piece.
Then I opened my eyes and the nightmare was me.
-Anastasia .
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There is a coffin around me, though none seems to notice.
A coffin that separates me from the rest, that separates me from the living.
That ones that breath, the ones that live, the ones that has a life.
The difference between life and death is so vast that it looses it's point.
The difference between being dead and having life, that difference is so small that it never HAD a point.
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No shadow follows me these days, it left with my friends the day I took my last breath.
No shadow follows me these days, there is only night where I lie.
No shadow follows me these days, it can no longer hear my calling.
No shadow follows me these days, it wouldn't matter if it did.
No shadow follows me these days, I will just stay here.
In case it changes it mind.