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Author: Zoa the Twilight Wyvern
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Poetry - Published: 05-09-08 - Updated: 05-09-08 - Complete - id:2515429

This is all mine. If the title sounds like some else's, it's just coinsidence.


Falling Apart (At the Seams):

I can feel my carefully constructed mask falling away.

I can feel myself breaking.

I’m falling apart, there’s not stopping it now.

Time keeps spinning, there’s no slowing it down.

The disguise I’ve faithfully held in place is dissolving.

The last wall I have is falling.

I’m falling apart, there’s no stopping it now.

Time keeps spinning, there’s no slowing it down.

Light reaches my face, for the first time in years.

No barrier left, I’m bare to my fears.

I’m falling apart, there’s no stopping it now.

Time keeps spinning, there’s no slowing it down.

My mind numbs with fear; my limbs shake with doubt.

The strong poise I’ve maintained, crumbles to the ground.

I’m falling apart, there’s no stopping it now.

Time keeps spinning, there’s no slowing it down.

My control is slipping, wet with my tears.

Holding them in is like grasping at air.

I’m falling apart, there’s no stopping it now.

Time keeps spinning, there’s no slowing it down.


Dedicated to those who hide behind a mask.

Zoa of the Twilight



© Copyright 2008 Zoa the Twilight Wyvern (FictionPress ID:601416).


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