The day...

by Catalina   Jun 9, 2005


The day that I waited for...I woke up.
The morning was cold.
The air was solid.
I had never felt like that...I was supposed to be happy, but the world had turned against me.
The sky was dark.
It had a mean look on its face.
The ground was cold.
Cold....very cold.
As I looked around me...destruction was everywhere.
It had always been there.
I turned in circles...wishing for that nightmare to be over.
Then...the world became dark.
My soul flew away from me....happily.

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