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What's there left
You hear a voice in your head telling you to be calm. You see the eye if humanity of what's left in the dark. They roam to seek if what's coming, and avenge the destruction of a cold heartless demon. The air is tight fill with fogs and madness grew and the execution grew more. What's left is as good as gone, nothing but ashes - nothing but bones of those who weren't just ready.
As the days come in between, the streets are damaged, cars clump together and buildings on the ground. The houses are lit up on fire as everyone was dead. And the only thing standing is your image.
© Breanna Holton
As the days come in between, the streets are damaged, cars clump together and buildings on the ground. The houses are lit up on fire as everyone was dead. And the only thing standing is your image.
© Breanna Holton
