clouds struggle not to break as wind rips at the clouds. then silence. suddenly it ripped. salty raindrops slide down pale mountains back towards its home but wait, it's escape was stopped as it was caught in a dip. the water ripples as it hits the walls of its cage, silently screaming for its release. the water laps gently at the walls as hopelessness settles in it feels the walls
a crack. it trickles through the crack in desperation. sunlight weakly hits the waters surface as it spills over drowning the blades of grass in its cold, salty embrace of peaceful death.it's free
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The Song Of Rose And Ash
Horrordark poetry and writings based on fiction and my own experiences.