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It's a place so serene that I sit in
Where I can ignore the havoc wreaked behind me
And you look at me see beyond the skin
Where my perceptions lie in the depths of my soul
All my contemplations and thoughts unveiled
And I ask, "What is your disposition?"
Seldom do I get to feel an ecstasy so real
But as I reach to touch your face
The physical features in your face are lost
Your hair is deprived of all color
What's left of your lips is purple
A wretch drained of all beauty but worst of all
Non-existent
And after all these transitions occur
My dejection is augmented by the disintegration
Your body turns into utter ash and sand
It all slips through my fingers
Flies into the wind as it fades away