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Photographed Ashes

November 12, 2013
By Anonymous

He whispers to me "I'm fine" over the sounds of burning ashes.
He reaches his hand out as to save my scrofulous body and soul.
My eyes already bleeding from the exploding picture remains.
I couldn't grab him because I was drowning in my thoughts.
He cried tears of blood as my body was buried under the imprinted letters of unsent letters and un-taken photographs.


The author's comments:
I was inspired from this piece because one of my friends has tried pulling me out of the hell-hole called depression and has miserably failed. Therefore, I wrote this piece symbolizing what these thoughts are like and how tragic of a place depression is and can be.

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