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13 hours ago · The Graveyard of Broken Dreams. by Dawn Pisturino I walked through the Graveyard of Broken Dreams:Fleshless skeletons littered the ground,Dried brittle by the beating sun.Scattered pieces of shattered skullsCrunched beneath my boots,Paving my path through an endless landscapeOf empty rib cages entwined In withered tendrils of dead ivy.Dull, lifeless bones lay strewn Across brown stubby grass.Vultures gathered eagerly in the leafless […]
