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       Sweet, Sweet, Death. (Descriptive Writing)
   DIR By: CassieKong
       Date: October 14, 2016, 10:34 pm
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       So I decided to move up from plain ol' rhymed poetry to
       non-rhyming, descriptive writing. This is an experiential way of
       describing death. Well, how I picture death. Enjoy...
       Here I stand, looking around... clueless. I don't see them
       anywhere. Suddenly... a great pain in my back. It hurts... I
       look down, and what do I see?
       The tip of a sharp blade piercing through my body. My eyes widen
       in surprise. They got me. They finally caught me. Tears roll
       down my cheeks as I realize what has happened, and this is real.
       Because I feel real pain, I feel actual fear. There is no
       turning back now. What's done is done. I can't undo this. I
       watch myself bleed out, and I collapse onto the ground. It hurts
       so much...
       I... I can't move. It hurts to move my body. Why, why me, of all
       people? What crime have I committed to deserve this?...
       Suddenly, I am relieved.
       We've all sinned, haven't we? We all deserve worse than what's
       coming to us. I'm lucky. I'm so lucky, that I smile through my
       pain. My tears, tears of joy. Happiness. Painful happiness.
       My vision is blurry. Is it... brighter out? Or am I close to
       death? Suddenly I don't hear anything, but peaceful piano music
       in the distance. My vision goes blank. It's time to go... My
       mind is cleared. My thoughts, erased. I take one last breathe,
       and exhale one last time. Nothing. I see nothing. I feel
       nothing. It's over. I am gone.
       After my years on Earth I feel only one thing. Satisfaction.
       In my lifetime, I have done many things.
       I've smiled, I've frowned.
       I've hurt others, and others have hurt me.
       I've loved some people, and some people have loved me.
       I've laughed, I've cried.
       I've lived, and now I've died.
       I have finally tasted sweet, sweet death.
       And now, I am finally contented.
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