Sometimes, death comes like a
whisper in the night
or the screeching banshee
of a train wreck
Sometimes it’s the slow agonizing
toll of a grim reaper’s footsteps
inexorably stalking souls
Or the pieces of a broken heart
drifting softly to the ground
like gently falling snow.
-KJ Roe
Author: KJ Roe
Welcome to Dreams of Shadow and Light. My name is KJ Roe. Among my many weaknesses, words, water, and chocolate are eclipsed only by time with loved ones. When I'm not writing, you might find me taking way too many pictures of sunsets or dancing in my kitchen. Words help me find my way through the dark times and to hold onto the bright ones. May you find here a bit of light for your shadows.
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