Closed captions of what not to do.
Rethinking, retracing, the swift solution,
the way it heals the pain in one single
small amount of time, then the problems
developing, increasing in amounts.
Self-realisation is the true breaking point,
stale tastes, discolours of graces,
swallowing whole, and simply chocking,
coughing up your pleasant flaws- look.
Inhibit, restrain losing thoughts- open,
start a lobotomy, find a new way to fix.
Battering words swirling, staining insides,
speak freely, breathe clearly, unlock.
Imperfection is a gain, they say.
A contest entry
- Once Marked, There Can Be No Escape...Pt. 1 by Carpe Noctem.
450 points, ended January 17, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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