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He wakes up, eyes still half closed, to the sounds of bells ringing in his ears.
Staring out the window he longs to know...
Days go by
Days go by...
His heart not mended.
Still seeping,
Slowly seeping.
Emotions over take him like a possession.
Becoming him.
Becoming them.
In the excitement, he jumps from his window to the street.
In the wanderlust, what was he looking for?
In his sorrow, he sought.
In his astonishment, he saw.
In his fear...It was true.
In his bravery, he followed.
In his courage, he continued.
One soon conspired against him.
Doubt.
Could he do it,
Or would he break long before?
She hangs in the hall.
She hangs in the hall....
He cries.
To her side a creature stands.
A creature made of sadness and distraught.
"WHAT THE ******** IS THIS?!?"
"WHAT THE [********] IS THIS?!?"
These things always happen...
Things fall to s**t all the time.
His normal day fell apart in a matter of seconds.
Enough time for an emotion to take a hold and govern what he does.
He wakes up, eyes still half closed, to the sounds of bells ringing in his ears.
Staring out the window he longs to know...
"What are those bells?"
....
"A funeral..."
 Father Fluff · Fri Jun 20, 2008 @ 02:50am · 2 Comments |
