VISUAL PROMPT

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Maria
her hands were as cold as ice as she lay there, unmoving, lifeless. her eyes glazed over as she saw all that happens when your light is extinguished. I cry. I cry until i don’t even remember where i am. i cry because she’s gone, and i couldn’t save her. Memories of laughter and smiles flash through my mind as the beautiful Maria dances through the town, a delicate flower crown adorned upon her head. She’s singing. She’s breathing. She’s all the things that are longer possible. my heavy sobs turn into a gargled scream as i cry out in anguish. Oh my love… my Maria… wait for me. i mutter the last three words into her ear… right before an unbearable pain shoots through my chest, and everything fades away, color, light, sound, it all fades to black as i lie no longer moving, next to my love.