In this world of gray, crystal rain descends from purple clouds. As each raindrop falls, I catch a glimpse of my life in each one. Startled, I seek shelter underneath a fallen angel's wing where the rain won't hurt. Nurturing me as if I'm one of her own, her rich voice lathers me with warmth and lulls me into a deep sleep. In my dreams, nightmares exert themselves becoming a grotesque reality. The only though that drifts into one's mind is either madness or apprehension. Trying desperately to awake, I succumb to death.
I am here now...
The apparatus that once drove my heart reincarnates my being, spreading cancer to everything I touch.
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