Gone

Blinded and stumbling, Grabbing anything, Dragging everything, Onto the ground.

Laughter echoing, Voices whispering, Drowning out everything, In this small town.

Broken and shattered, Mind doing cartwheels, A hand to hold onto, Is nowhere to be found.

A sweet embrace, My last mistake, A comforting smile, A deathly grip.

Raging storms, Flooded houses, Cluttered cemeteries, A wave of grief.

A wandering human, Empty and hollow, All that is lost, Is gone, dead and drowned.

Footsteps retracing, The previous trail, Heartbeat racing, Only to slow...

Slow...

Down.

Asta La Vista Baby

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In this town.
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