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LightLeaves once glowed, green jewels bathed in glory. The summer sun unending. The dawn of new life, new joy, new hope cascading down from pale blue skies. But days grew colder as she grew older. Each scarlet hope falling from bony fingers, trampled over by careless feet, swept away into a sea of dust and decay.Light
by ~XXClashCityRockerXX
The Sky was DirtWhen I was with you, my bones felt hollow. The spaces between my fingers filled but the hands belonged to someone else... not to you.The Sky was Dirt
Every time I looked at your face or heard your voice, I didn't see you. I saw a phantom whose lips were a distant memory, whose silence broke my heart, whose eyes filled me with hatred and longing. I didn't see you.
I tried.
I tried to keep my eyes to the sky, keep this illusion of happiness alive. But all I saw was rock and soil.
Your feet were floating high, soaring above the clouds. &nb
by ~XXClashCityRockerXX
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- Favourite movie: Moulin Rouge and Fight Club
- Favourite band or musician: I have many, but the Clash/Ramones/Sex Pistols are on the top of my list
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