February 1, 2008
The door closes with a loud thud, echoing throughout my body.
My knees gets weak and I feel an unwanted darkness hanging over me,
blurring my vision and clouding my head.
What I used to perceive to be true, wilts and crumbles beyond my reach.
I watch the pieces fall
and blow away in the somber wind.

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