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Seasons lost...
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Seasons lost... Dead bodies everywhere…. the landscape is littered with dead bodies; the casualties of a life lived with the door unbolted, unlocked, and unclosed. Each fate sealed with the last and most powerful of kisses. Each dragged out from the porch and into the light abandoned, lost, and left for dead. Each piled ingloriously as one great long monument to illusion. Not all are gained through malice. Death doesn’t differentiate though. Good and bad alike pave the road along which death travels. Death coldly and deliberately wraps its boney fingers around each neck and cold white faceless body as they’re dragged away, almost in turn toward the same fate. Who’s to blame for such senseless indiscriminate carnage? Who will answer for it? Who will pay the toll? There are no marks, no cuts, no bruises, no lacerations, no mutilations; no evidence pointing to the culprits. The only commonality is the lack of commonality. No rhyme or reason can be applied. What protection was given? the shade of the porch roof? the porch banister that passed into view as the trust fallen victims’ grace passes from their eyes left lifeless to the ravages that would have them? No more of what was, what could have been, or what was supposed to be. There was no other protection but that which was held in the highest esteem, expected but not received. It’s not a secret anymore. Now everyone can see where the skeletons are hidden.   Hope you can't help but find happiness, and pain can't find you even with help! Check out my blog and give me a look loves hokietiger  |
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