*cue for coldplay's ever-consoling song, 'fix you'.*
When tears come streaming down your face, stuck in reverse.
*the music plays on.*
When everything felt so wrong.
When everything felt so cold.
When you couldn't seem to find solace in anything, nothing, except solitude.
When you shut everything out, every little thing in your life.
That's when they'll appear.
After eating you from the inside for so long, they'd come up to the surface.
And that will be the time when you'll drown.
In a whirlpool of shadows, in a wide sky full of nothing but darkness.
And that was when the dream ended.
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