He fills his heart with hate, as he lies in his bed in the dead of the night all he can do is rage. He thinks over and over of everything that has happened and he draws on the conclusion that all that is left to do is hate, pure rage fills him and he lays in the darkness of his room, confined to his thoughts and memories.
He reaches up, placing a heated hand on the window pane, momentarily taken aback by it's utter coldness.A moment passes, as if the cold has penetrated his body and robbed him of his inner feelings he begins to feel the anger subsiding.
He stands, slides his shoes on and walks into the darkness, his house is quiet, it is late and all are sleeping, he makes his way through the darkness to the outside, a cold chill stabs at his face.
He begins to run, harder and harder he pushes into the cold chill, breathing hard against the night's life. He collapses onto the ground, rolling over staring meaninglessly into the night sky, clouds pass and the moon's light dance's across their weightless form. His eyes close and open, her face stares back from the clouds, his eyes close and open, she is gone.
He Returns home, cold on his clothes and skin, he lays down, closes his eye's and dreams of the future.
He reaches up, placing a heated hand on the window pane, momentarily taken aback by it's utter coldness.A moment passes, as if the cold has penetrated his body and robbed him of his inner feelings he begins to feel the anger subsiding.
He stands, slides his shoes on and walks into the darkness, his house is quiet, it is late and all are sleeping, he makes his way through the darkness to the outside, a cold chill stabs at his face.
He begins to run, harder and harder he pushes into the cold chill, breathing hard against the night's life. He collapses onto the ground, rolling over staring meaninglessly into the night sky, clouds pass and the moon's light dance's across their weightless form. His eyes close and open, her face stares back from the clouds, his eyes close and open, she is gone.
He Returns home, cold on his clothes and skin, he lays down, closes his eye's and dreams of the future.
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