charmin .... huh it was random so....be it A vacant mind, Set off inside, To find essence of beauty, Once left behind. Inspite of life, A will to let go, To take a path so well known, To a foreign place forever unknown. Upon the hill side A hollow wind whispers, " A death be silent, A death be quick, Heavens a wonder, That makes me sick." A place of great memories, Where one wishes to be, A day in the past, Which shall never be seen.