THE NUMB FEELING OF SITTING IN YOUR BEDROOM JUST BEFORE A TEMPEST DAWN, WATCHING THE SHADOWS SLOWLY MELT AWAY AS THE EARTHY AIR BEFORE A RAINSTORM FILTERS IN. THE CALM THAT WASHES OVER YOU AS YOUR FINGERS TRACE THE SHADOWS BEING SWAYED TO THE PITTER PATTER OF THE LIQUID LIGHTLY THUNDERING DOWN ON THE TILED ROOF. YOUR HANDS SLOWLY MAKING THEIR WAY UPWARDS TO THE LATCH HOLDING YOUR WINDOW CLOSED, AND FIDDLE WITH IT BEFORE FEELING THE RAIN HIT YOUR FACE. THE SMILE THAT GRACES YOUR FACE AS YOU TURN IT UPWARDS TO LET YOUR EYES TAKE IN THE TURMOILING SKY. IT WAS LIKE THE CLOUDS WERE AT WAR, SWIRLING AND DARKENING, BLURRING THE LINES BETWEEN REALITY AND MAKE-BELIEVE.
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THE SHATTERED GLASS THAT PIERCES YOUR ALREADY BLEEDING FEET AND HANDS AS YOU CLAMBER OVER THE BROKEN OBJECTS THAT ONCE CONTAINED WAILING SOULS. YET YOU DIDN'T REGRET IT, NO, NOT AT ALL. FOR THOSE CAPTURED SOULS NOW WHIRLED AROUND IN A HURRICANE AS YOU STOOD AT THE EDGE OF THE BROKEN GLASS THRONE, LOOKING DOWN UPON THE CRASHING WAVES. THEY WERE WHISPERING THE STARS TO YOU, THE SHADOWS, THE MOON'S SECRETS, AND THE BLOOD SPILLING DOWN THE TRANSLUCENT SEA GLASS THAT ONCE CUT YOU WAS WORTH IT.
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YOUR CRYPTIC SMILE THAT CROSSES YOUR FACE IN SUCH A TERRIFYING WAY, STRIKING FEAR AND AWE INTO ALL THAT LOOK YOUR WAY. THEY DON'T KNOW OF YOUR CRUMBLING CONFIDENCE CRACKING UNDER ALL THE PRESSURE PLACED UPON YOUR SHOULDERS. SO NOW YOU JUST WANT EVERYTHING TO BURN, BRIGHTER THAN THE MOST BRILLIANT STAR IN THE SKY, YOU WANT TO WATCH FROM THE FLAMES AS THE ASHES OF YOUR FUTURE, PAST, AND PRESENT BLOW WITH THE WIND. YOU WOULD BURN, BUT SO WOULD THE WORLD. AND THEN WITH A FINAL AGONIZING BREATH, THEY WOULD DRIFT ALONG IN THE WIDE EXPANSE OF SPACE AND JOIN THE PLUCKED FLOWER PETALS OF FORGOTTEN LOVE AND LOST LIVES.
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