{"sf1_id":1416507,"sf2_id":"B1QD2REn","title":"The Silence","author":"Kingkazon","words":65,"posted_at":"2019-01-31T20:42:00.000Z","tags":["Kingkazon","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1416507-the-silence","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1QD2REn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/09/aa/09aaf741-6e22-4b2c-b23e-1a916cd072f6","description":"A poetical piece to emphasize/attempt to detail the dying phase.","content":"The once beating heart grew tired and fell into eternal slumber.  \nAs it grows silent I can hear a breath.  \nA breath which was too the last.  \nThe eyes became blind to the living world; no longer able to see what they once saw.  \nThe silence that I hear, that is my own; consumes me entirely for now I drift silently into the unknown forevermore.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}