Breaking, crumbling
Cloud of dust.
Jumping, falling
aren't I just.
Loving, hating
As I must.
Breaking, crumbling
Though I trust.
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Blood ice and so on
Historia CortaRandom work of different deaths that I made up some maybe fanfiction some not.
'Breaking' a poem
Breaking, crumbling
Cloud of dust.
Jumping, falling
aren't I just.
Loving, hating
As I must.
Breaking, crumbling
Though I trust.