Beauty crowds her until she dies.
The smell of roses and lilacs fills the air.
She feels herself falling into the endless darkness.
She feels herself falling into the endless darkness.
Her soul catches fire.
Burning a bright, white light into the dark abyss.
Soon the soft, sweet earth surrounds her.
The musty smell of rotting vegetation envelopes her.
She feels the beauty slowly rising out of her decomposing body.
She smiles as she looks down at her grave.
She bids of the beauty a final farewell,
And slips off to her ever lasting peace.
The musty smell of rotting vegetation envelopes her.
She feels the beauty slowly rising out of her decomposing body.
She smiles as she looks down at her grave.
She bids of the beauty a final farewell,
And slips off to her ever lasting peace.
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