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You Are My All - For Rain and Dark Contest
And then it hits me. My limbs fail as I slide inexorably to the floor. She is gone. Cocooned within a catatonic coma, all that was my world is contracted into a singularity of desolation as the abyss engulfs my creaking frame. And one by one, my senses forget their lines as they coalesce into a jumble of white noise and blank, black horizons. The boom of a thousand drummers pound relentlessly through my brain, my clenched fingers pulsating in response to this terrifying, trembling self-embrace. My tongue curls at the metal bitterness of acrimony, giving shape to the shadows which creep unfettered into my undefended psyche, shutting tight the weary windows of my eyes. And now comes the rain. In sodden response to my dilemma, hissing its disapproval of my circumstance and pounding the rooftops in rattling discord. Tapping impatiently in judgement upon me and gurgling its displeasure; hammering the windows in utter contempt. Squeezing tighter my crushing seizure. A billion lights invade my mind as breathing ceases, but the valley of darkness sees a sunrise as her voice pierces the gloom - and I am once again alive. 23rd August 2015
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