Beautifully Gone

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Tobias

My black clothes give my eyes a darker look.My lips tug down.But these are the colors I am used to wearing.

My clock reads 1:35 PM.

I grab a coat and walk out of my door.

My feet squeak across the marble floor of the Hancock Building.

I run down and wait for the trains.

The breeze pushes my coat,

making it stick to the other side of my ribs.

I check my watch.

"Any minitue now." I mumble softly.

The horns blast faintly,

Through the howls of the wind.

I push into a sprint.

I grab the handle and swiftly fall into the train.

My legs dangle outside of the trains doors.The wind presses against my face, my fingers.

And I feel...like a withered leaf,

Getting carried through the wind.

Only to be pushed around, until I completely disenigrate.

I slide onto my back, lying against the cool metal flooring.

It seaps through my coat, and shirt.

Cooling me.

I close my eyes,

My brains thoughts vary.

So much things moving too much.

All in once single second.

My thoughts all gather into one constellation.

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