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Wind blowing in her face

A blonde twinkle in the midday sun

She always stood near the edge

Alone

The look in her eyes was empty

Her hair had grown darker

She had become distant

But I wasn't listening anymore

Shifting shapes in the blackness of unconsciousness suddenly pressurize and decrees silence

When I woke the walls had disappeared leaving me exposed to the endless inertia of time

With this comes a realization of the end of an era of a mystery of what lied beyond the blue skies over our dusty creaking home

We could watch the sun rise together

But I couldn't muster the will

So she sat alone after I gave her everything

A dust storm blows through

Vision tunneling she cries for aid

And there I stood

Motionless

Our youth shines in a book of regrets

Mercy on the lovers

Familiarity breeds contempt

What we hold dear is imperfect

Every nuance bursting at the seams

Every crack

My Golden Queen Stained In Blood

Witness me abandon our filthy children to the raging storms

Clawing at their failing protections

I could hear them choking through the rushing gale

They had never felt so small

There I stood undeterred as my once beloved is soiled

It was as if nothing was there

A life poorly lived would wash away

When I met her the world seemed so grey

Now disgusted I leave in shame and will never return