04-06-2014, 06:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-06-2014, 06:29 PM by AnthroHeart.)
I imagined what it was like to die. I let the energy fill me and transform me like death would. Like I do when I am tired of life and want to go home. I feel a pain in my head, that dissipates.
Then I am comforted with a beautiful feeling. Like now I want to stay. I wonder what this is. First I want to depart, and now I wish to stay. A certain beauty comes upon me when I ponder death.
Then I am comforted with a beautiful feeling. Like now I want to stay. I wonder what this is. First I want to depart, and now I wish to stay. A certain beauty comes upon me when I ponder death.