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It always happens in a flash; worlds collapse before our eyes, days go by, and people die but you and I survive. Windstorms shake our house of sticks, and all the walls come falling in. We're left on shaky ground, again, all safety gone - yet somehow, we remain. I'm waiting for that tiny flicker; Despite the storm, our silence lingers. You close the doors, and I am left without a doubt. Power down, lights out. Suffocated by tomorrow, our joys drown out in waves of sorrow. I'm at ...

 Four a.m. isn’t a good time anywhere, and it’s even worse when you’re standing on an empty sidewalk by the edge of a deserted street, waiting for your life to fall apart. I guess it’s a feeling most of us know to some extent, and something we can all relate to. For my part, I’d felt this way before, but somehow the early hour and the magnitude of the situation left me unable to react the way I normally would. It was the twelfth of February, and the snow was...

Oh how I long for the morning’s crystal silver breath, When all the world is bathed in slate and dripping hues of gray. Oh how I yearn for that time when the mist spreads the city in a vibrant sheen, reflecting, remembering. Oh how I wish time would stand still, Or reverse, to a twilight of long ago years, when the birds sang our love song and the wind whispered your name. But longing has long since dissolved desire into decomposing flesh and dreams, ah yes, Dreams are only the fuel without t...