and the scars are on the inside
from moonlit fires that passion
did once ignite
yet failed to find the sparkle
in the nighttimes glimmer
we lingered under
the spawn of torturous ruin
of lifes journey together
we thought ours
leaving stitches
binding the wounds
that suffocate growth
and crystal tears trickle
from visions hold on sanity
shattering into slivers
cutting the soul
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Word Bank:
ignite, sparkle, suffocate, stitches, spawn, trickle
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well done tho I must be in an angsty mode tonight for I could relate to the crystalized pain of broken dreams lol (play on prompts lol) which brought back tearful memories to be forgotten superb as always bro!! many loving blessings always xxxx
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A sad scene scribed but elegantly and eloquently drawn. loved it. thank you for entering!
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Wow.. I love this.. such a sad tale, but beautifully woven with those words!!
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wonderfully penned brother
wishin you all the best in this contest
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This is nicely done for the word bank bro. I can actually understand it, which is rare for me.
Best of luck David... Scott 
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