Slashed, by your leaving,
Taken my soul,
Touched upon deviants,
God is my goal
Slashed by you taken
away by the judge,
I sit upon the bridge now,
Eating candy coloured fudge
My last meal before I join you,
I'll throw myself upon the floor,
And I will join you
just once more
The bridge is cold and I am wet
but so cold without you,
There's broken glass at the bottom,
It will cut me through
A contest entry
- Cool Prompt! Come check it out! by Paloszoo.
475 points, ended October 25, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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This is a really cool take on the prompt. Fudge for your last meal! Thanks so much for entering my contest. I’m honored to have you show your work here.
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