ok there is a very good explanation for this...no i was just bored...and i can't really turn in anymore emo~ish poems Mel already thinks i have problems
Black smoke was everywhere, I couldn't breathe.
As I started walking forward the air burned my lungs, and the ground scorched my feet.
My legs started to grow numb, I fell and couldn't move.
As I lay there unable to move I thought I would be forgotten.
I saw a figure appear from the smoke, it came closer and closer.
I looked up with my last bit of strength. There, above me, was the grim reaper...
...and his mythical death scythe I never seen anything like it, but it was the last thing I saw, or at least before I saw darkness. The last sound I heard the sound of his scythes noise as he slayed me.
yes crappy i know.
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