Golden tears fall upon white sheets as lips welcome the bittersweet intoxication. Everything had been perfect, yet she had craved more and stumbled into self-destruction. The purpose of the inebriate sting: to blind the soul and numb the heartache. She has become a fountain in her quest for redemption, soundlessly singing a lover's quietus. |
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-- ~ *getLIT ~*WordCount ~ *Adopt-A-Writer ~ *Writers-Workshop ~ Wonderful wordplay and awesome imagery. I know this feeling all too well.
-- Everybody needs a Life is for living and learning. Learn any and everything from any and everyone you can. We are what we learn and experience. Lit People Unite! *getLIT *Writers-Club ~fotoFRIDAY *WritersForArt Thank you, dear. This was an interesting write for me.
-- ~ *getLIT ~*WordCount ~ *Adopt-A-Writer ~ *Writers-Workshop ~ My pleasure, ma'am.
-- Everybody needs a Life is for living and learning. Learn any and everything from any and everyone you can. We are what we learn and experience. Lit People Unite! *getLIT *Writers-Club ~fotoFRIDAY *WritersForArt Thank you, dear. I haven't been able to write much beyond these blurps lately.
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