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Jul 2013
the sky was dark
and it was cold

that's all anyone seems to remember
there were sparks flying from the sky
like comets
trailing bright lights behind them

i was in a chapel
old
rotted
and, more importantly

empty

not of people
or objects

hope

everything was empty

the sky was dark
and it was cold

and there was a weird feeling going around
like something terrible was happening right under our very noses
and we couldn't stop it

the sky was dark
and it was cold

and i was outside
confused
laying face first on the dead leaves
given up

i ****** up
i ****** up bad


look at the sky
look at the angels
falling

one

by

one





f
a
  l
   l
    i
     n
       g

like comets

i ****** up bad

i'm empty

running on nothing now

want to scream, probably
but there's monsters here
and if i scream they'll hear me
and catch me

and i don't think i want that to happen

the sky was dark
and it was cold

and, ****, it's pretty out

bright lights streaming from the sky but no
because i know what's going on

it's not pretty
it's painful

i don't know where you are
and it frightens me
that you could be falling

i need you

i remember saying that

i remember what happened and i remember how ****** up we both are

well, i'm only human



and i guess you are too.
you should be able to understand
depending on what you've seen

season finale
yay.
Written by
Icarus Kirk  Riverside, Iowa
(Riverside, Iowa)   
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