Falling from the sky


With petals falling from the sky over you, you walked your way beautifully to the tomb where you buried your deepest darkest secrets only for it to resurface when the hurricane was too strong for you to withhold the despairs of your broken mind.

With the sky crying, you ran outside in a haze and spun in circles with your arms wide open with demoralized consciousness but desires of a severed passion only to get lured into comatose miseries.

With hail falling all over the place you called home, you ran to find shelter but you ended up buying an umbrella from a vagabond only for the hail to perforate through the only thing that shielded you.

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