My heart is a black abyss of despair
destroying everything it touches.
Aching at the pain of words
slowly dying with each blow,
cringing away,
but being too slow.
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Who am I?
What are these new things I'm feeling?
Why am I so different now?
I don't want to change,
but I can feel it anyway.
What has this harness done to me?
Sounds are clearer,
my vision is better,
you think that'd be good but it's not.
Everything's just...different.
What can I do to stop it?
Anne's found nothing,
so why even try to find answers?
I don't know who I am anymore.
Who am I?
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Pain is everywhere,
it's inevitable
and we're aware of that.
Yet we're too flushed with sorrow
to see the happiness before us.
I used to think the Skitters were a curse,
sent down to bring us despair.
But the more I look around the more I see
happiness is sprouting out of the ashes
and a new realization washes over us.
We've grown closer together
and found people
we didn't even know we've lost.
Love is blossoming from the sadness and tears.
Who can ask for more than that?
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Somewhat the Beginning (A Falling Skies Fanfiction)
RomansaThe Masons were a normal nuclear family in Massachusetts. Tom and Rebecca were hapilly married with their three boys Hal, Ben, and Matt. When the aliens attacked Ben was seperated, and Rebecca was found dead. Continuing their lives is easier said th...
