I have lights.
They are people.
Real, living, breathing,
People.
I call them lights.
Because they brighten up my world.
Sometimes they flicker.
They never go out completely.
They flicker, until there's only a dim light left.
But then,
They suddenly are as bright as ever.
I have lights.
And I'm going to loose one soon.
One very important to me.
His light is going to flicker
Flicker
And flicker
Till there's only a dim.
But the dim won't relight.
The dim will only slowly die out.
And that's what happens.
He dies.
And...
Im
Not
Ready
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FantasiaThis is not a consistent story. This is what I randomly think of when I'm at school, at home, or about to sleep. It's just random stories I make up on the spot. Enjoy!
