Posted in art, poetry, writing Fading Posted on February 5, 2014 by SHE'S IN PRISON Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to print (Opens in new window) Print More Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like Loading... Author: SHE'S IN PRISON Poetry and music. View All Posts
Thank you. And it’s always interesting to consider beyond the scope of physical death, like asking questions like, will the important people in my life forget about me this week? Reply
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Beautiful. The fear of disappearing is always in the back of my mind too.
Thank you. And it’s always interesting to consider beyond the scope of physical death, like asking questions like, will the important people in my life forget about me this week?
Very true. Well said.