In the end there was dark
And all the songs and poetry of billions of years
(Trillions of inhales and exhales)
Tears and echoes of laughs
All of them
And the very walls of space
Ripped from anything that ever was
Into nothing that ever was.
At the end of the end
There was light.
A contest entry
- In The End It Was...... by thegoldenpath.
500 points, ended May 24, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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I like the imagery and a unique take on the prompt which is always refreshing. good job and thanks.
