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I'm Only Going to Break Your Heart
03/13/10
Now when I look at the same scene, it is far from what I first saw it as. The sky is unfilled, depressing, and illusory. The leaves are bare promises filled with nothing but trickery. The long branches are rigid, desiccated pieces of putrid wood. Spine chilling bugs creep at the bottom of the disintegrating tree, eating away at the roots, sucking out all the water down below, to slaughter off the tree for the last time. My mind reacts to the sight and I cannot think of any words that can describe the image. I am left without anything. I am a mislaid girl running up and down the neighborhood streets looking for her vanished terrier.
I'm Only Going to Break Your Heart
03/13/10
Now when I look at the same scene, it is far from what I first saw it as. The sky is unfilled, depressing, and illusory. The leaves are bare promises filled with nothing but trickery. The long branches are rigid, desiccated pieces of putrid wood. Spine chilling bugs creep at the bottom of the disintegrating tree, eating away at the roots, sucking out all the water down below, to slaughter off the tree for the last time. My mind reacts to the sight and I cannot think of any words that can describe the image. I am left without anything. I am a mislaid girl running up and down the neighborhood streets looking for her vanished terrier.