I guess I shouldn't be thinking all about what will I see? I had already traveled far... And I had seen death in a most bloody of forms with my dad. I shivered as the thought hit me, and my wings lowered into the sand. Why did it have to happen? Why did I have to lose him? It wasn't like I already felt like a part of me was always missing, and to lose dad just.... I felt like so much of my identity was gone. I didn't get to spend the time I wanted to with him. I never got to hear the stories of him and his family... I never got to hear any of it. It was all lost. Buried with him in his grave of moss and leaves....
And all of it came crashing down. The fantasies, and the daydreams, everything that had happened today came crashing down around me and I was down. A sob ripped at my throat, and steam rose in great whisps from my coat. It was all to much for me to handle. I was so young, and I had lost so great of things. I wanted my mother, but she wasn't here either. She wasn't ever here...
Somehow, I had become completely alone in this world.
"Talk."
put a gun against his head
pulled my trigger, now he's dead
mama, life had just begun
but now i've gone and thrown it all away
mama, ooo
didn't mean to make you cry
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