The boy

gebowling

I have lost something, something close. The connection that was once there is no more. Flurries of cinders are all that remain inside my head. I clutch the hem of what's left desperately searching for any sign of life, but when I look afar all I see are blazing ruins - diminishing, and soon it will be dark and I, forever lost…. 

  • Author: Gavin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 26th, 2022 08:19
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
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Comments2

  • arqios

    Highly emotive read Gavin. Thanks for sharing and welcome to MPS.

  • Osei Zion

    Nice write



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