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The River Lethe
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Thinking about death for something else I was writing, and how one might feel in their last moments...
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 62 - Published: 06-26-05 - id: 1949407
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Trapped inside
Struggling to break free
The essence of self
Fighting to leave me.

Slipping away
Reaching out
So much left unsaid;
Now no one can hear my desperate shouts.

Drifting in a crimson sea
Broken pieces of drift wood
Are all that's left of me.

The pain numbs
The fear flees
Thoughts drift away
On the forgotten river of Lethe.

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