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The Line Between Life and Death
Days long, nights short I find myself lost in time's arms. I dream with eyes open, thinking about my previous life. Let alone the tick-tock fill this open space of depression and disconnection. Wind's breeze is my only friend; we dance, we talk, and sing away with the day's aftermath. I look through the window's eyes and further beyond the graveyard, I see decapitated souls. Lying on dirt beds, but locked in luxurious torture. Without limbs and a body to guide direction, I'm stuck in one position longing for death's scythe to pass me by. I tremble when all eyes stare upon my quarter-being figure, and lost with words i remain silenced, in my solitude. Still looking upon my previous world, I gaze upon life in the open field and dream of heaven's sweet thoughts. Unfortunately my past life eliminated by pain and depression had no meaning, being restricted of God's open freedom. Now let me frost for I pay the cost, of sharing solitary confinement in locked doors.
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