Gone

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Blinded and stumbling,
Grabbing anything,
Dragging everything,
Onto the ground.

Laughter echoing,
Voices whispering,
Drowning out everything,
In this small town.

Broken and shattered,
Mind doing cartwheels,
A hand to hold onto,
Is nowhere to be found.

A sweet embrace,
My last mistake,
A comforting smile,
A deathly grip.

Raging storms,
Flooded houses,
Cluttered cemeteries,
A wave of grief.

A wandering human,
Empty and hollow,
All that is lost,
Is gone, dead and drowned.

Footsteps retracing,
The previous trail,
Heartbeat racing,
Only to slow...

Slow...

Down.

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A/N: I honestly don't know what I'm writing anymore.

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