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as a gentle morning seeped through the glass window i stared into the empty space.
The blank caskets have disappeared from their graves.
The road had slowly taken back it's shape.
The ice around my heart had started melting and beating again.
Her gentle embrace has slowly disappeared along with the sun's warmth.
the cloth around my throat however,still choked me.
The planets are still aligned in a horrific death formation.
With every step i take toward the paper in the desk and with every breath i take,they come back.
The morning sun once again becons the horrors of dread.
The light slowly lets in the cold of a dark world and the breath of dragons.
As cold breaths of days gone by stand upon my side i write this with the slightest sigh.
As the gentle morning seeped through the glass window i stared into the empty space.