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empty dream....
i stand proud, i stand tall, i stand on the clouds, i stand gazing into her deep eyes. im as high as a kite. there we stand as a unifed element. her arms flung around my neck as our eyes lock in an intense gaze. i open my mouth to whisper sweet nothings, but stuck in my throat as pathetic fallacy points out the worse to me. clouds gather as the sky darkens, a black cloak surrounds us as she pushes away. my arms fall from her sides as she steps back reaching inside her coat. it falls from her shoulders and she draws a black rose from underneath. my worst fears realise as i step towards her. she draws a pistol from her hip, previously holstered where i had so many times caressed. a tender loving gesture now transformed to deception and my eventual downfall. "i love you and im sorry" falls from her lips as the bullet spins from the barrel. the bullet pierces my chest like a hot needle it plunges through me like a thorn from our rose. i begin to fall as she turns away and walks. it seems to last forever as i plummet from the sky, images flash before my eyes. a golden object appears in front of my eyes as i glide towards the earth leaving my gaia and memories of a reality i once knew behind. the sun gleams through watered eyes as tears fly upwards from distraught eyes. the sun appears to be gettin closer as i sail through the stratus closer to the rocky face where my future awaits. closer and closer, brighter and brighter, untill the point where im no longer falling. a holy creature catches me in their arms, a soft and gentle glow emits from them as a feeling of security overwhelmes me. it appeared in female form but with majestic opal wings stretching out as far as the eye can see. the angel weeps and the tears fall upon my form and cleanse me of any fears i once possesed. then as the sun dawns on my face and i wake from my unconscious state, i hang there not at earth or in the heavens but with my angel holding me tightly. then as i wake my mind slips back into my reality and im left pondering.......
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