Colliding Naturally at Broken Angles

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Steps slowly moving in an unknown direction

Blinding light, blinding darkness

Almost narcoleptic sun.

Killing sweetly

Murdering gently

Keeping quietly, on it's own.

Puzzle pieces forced into shape

Ocean waves covering them

Comets soaring uselessly

Five glittering among abundant normal stars.

Mistaken glass

Replaced by nothing

Nutured dutifully

Bearing no fruit.

Silently yelling

Loudly begging

Both done in secret

No one to blame, no one to credit.

Losing slowly

Being abandoned suddenly

Grasping tightly to what isn't there

An eerily dissapointing progression gone unnoticed.

Little leaves collaged against an eclipse

No where to run, to hide

No escape necessary

Claustrophobia attacks

Hugs of different emotions pulling tightly together

Tying tightly together

Binding everything tightly together

Search light being searched for

Eluding darkness

Hands reaching out, open for either

Nothing bursts through the supposed crack

Making up labyrinths

Further tangling

Until the point of unravelment

The unforgivable shadow found outside the unwrap.

The compass no longer points

Nor black, nor white exists

Invisible gray

Tainting or fading

Questions left to their peace

Assumptions made in right of mind

Madness comes naturally

The surrounding world prevails, remaining unchanged for better or for worse.

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