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Faded
We all fade to a point where our vision is blurred
Faded into a backround
Full of noise
Where no one misses
The memories
Our looks
Our color
Everything Fades.
We never want it to happen.
But like a dieing rose
It is inevitable that it will fade
With all of its beauty
All of its glory
Its passion
Just like our lives will
Fade to a gray
Forgotten and never to be seen again
Like a whisper of a faded breath
slipping away.





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