Chiller
She laid there, her eyes blank with bones.

Her grace broken, her life condoned.

Broken can she subsist?

Or shall her fate be of the missed.

Feel, the anger she has hid for you.

Embrace, the anger has made for two.

Know that you’re the last,
to see the windows break.

Know that your the last,
to see her make…

The dreams.

Holding her flame she laid her claim.

“I will last for you in the past years.”

My heart sank below the shadows my words stung her ears.

“Wait for no one you must leave, the life.”

“But you will birth the eve? Shall I laugh?”

With a words of lament I left her there.

Her eyes blanks as bones.

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