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The Words Strewn

The sky was once stained
with vibrant colors, a light
pierced through the surface
illumining the words inside.
Even with closed eyes, I
would discover them as
they fluttered around me
matching the rhythm
of your voice, ending
in a glowing embrace.
 
Your voice has gone silent,
as every hour dissolves
from present to past.
A crack, that started small,
has grown, tearing me apart.
The sky is now choked off
by rotting clouds.  
The colors muted,
the words strewn,
ripped away by a tempest
and with it my muse.
Without words, I shall wither.
CharlotteMae
Written by CharlotteMae
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