Till emptiness remains

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The sun smiles at me

and tries to ignite the flame

but my lips do not move

and the flame slowly fades away into oblivion

while the wind plays with my hair

trying to grasp my attention

but alas it cannot

for how can I not gaze upon

the shadowy figure

coming towards me

beckoning me to join him

for all eternity?

He places his hand on my chest

and takes out my heart

but he places it back; astonished

for its walls are adorned with words

words trying to seep out

and flood the paper

till all that is left there

is emptiness....

 

A/N: Tell me what you think :)

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