Beginning at the End…
Cold.
Grey.
And Dead.
I’d never seen a dead person before.
I’d seen drunks, and starved souls near dead,
but never anyone who is actually dead.
So, why did she have to be me first?
Me memories of her, are fadin’ fast …
Cherry red lips;
rosy complexion;
piercin’ blue eyes.
Now, all I see is grey.
Grey lips;
grey complexion;
grey eyes.
Her hands cold … on me cheek.
Her cheek cold … on me lips.
Her chest cold … on me ear.
… And so it went on.
I close her eyes, then me own.
Why didn’t I get here in time?
Now it’s too late.
Here she lies.
Here I lie,
Next to her.
Her, who is
cold.
Grey.
And dead.
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Cold Grey
FantasiA dead princess A drunken prince A dazzling diamond A darker forest, far, far away ... Where you'll find a large hearted, undettered hero, named Savath. He's set to pick up all the pieces in this dysfunctional fairytale. As everything that isn't su...
