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Dust

Silver dust in the wind
Of memories lost and forgotten.
Black skies and indigo clouds
Tumble over heads of those ignored;
Bodies walking in a crooked line,
Faces down and feet shuffling.
Beings led by a false hope
That maybe one day they won’t
Turn into the dust swirling
About their thoughtless, empty shells

©Megan Dooley 2/13/09
©2009 ~Frodomeg
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Author's Comments

Written for my Creative Writing class.
I was really depressed when I wrote this because my dad was suicidal and my life was crumbling around me, but now he's better and I'm happy :)
I read this out loud for my class as a last resort because I forgot to write something new. Surprisingly everyone liked it! Wow!
Please comment! I would love critique!

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