Grey Descends


… It smothers and stifles like oil on wings.  Falling, plummeting, rocketing down.  Brilliance fades and grey descends, fading to black. Dark. Dense. Nothingness. There is no pain, there is simply a void, absence.

Does the shadow keep me from combusting in the heady radiance?  Or is it merely the ashen, apocalyptic fallout of exploded dreams?

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