Deserted beauty

Living, just to keep living- never realizing how fast life was passing her by. Seasons came and went. Blowing clouds, drifting to a dead end. Abandoned like a ghost town, she was a skeleton of what she once was. Broken and rusty where she used to be colorful and spirited. Desolate, but stubborn as the old rusty chains that bound her to the only ways she knew. She yearned for the life that once surrounded her, and fulfilled her. Nothing but time and space. Pausing, taking a breath, she appreciated her beauty, and the life that still grew around her decayed being.




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