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 An experimental collection of exactly 100 words (mostly) |
| I'm so tired, can I please come home? Poignant words, echoing burning eyes having seen too much. Love abandoned, life forlorn, Sobriety balanced on a knife's edge of emotions Bubbling exhausted just under a smiling surface. Heart cut to pieces, served up and sold out Sharks circling, mind racing—sleep flew the coop. Moonlight reveals what might rather be hidden, Images fleeting under closed eyelids. Denied access to what's needed most Hills aflame, separating love from life. Aching bones find no rest When ashen souls refuse to ghost Undead, stalking, relentless memories, Dancing skeletons reign supreme, Haunting graveyards of murdered dreams Lurking in shadows of what could have been. Words: 100, not including the quote in italics. Written for Rachel's Beatles Challenge. Chosen song: I'm So Tired Also inspired by Fire in These Hills ▼ |
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