The Sea of Obsidian
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miltonpigeon
miltonpigeon I have a compulsion to write.
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This is about becoming someone new.

The Sea of Obsidian

Standing on the cotton shores, staring at the sea of dark glass, I watch your lungs fill with shards as you breathe in the heartless obsidian. The black smoke grays the white sky, filling the frozen air; its ash and black choke the crows flying in silhouettes of clouds.

You are dead skin to me; something to be shed and to be forever forgotten about because you’ll fade away like all my other former-selves drowning in the sea of obsidian.

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