Left in the gutter again.
Feeling empty. You've finally worn me down.
Left high and dry, as if you removed my bones, sucked out the bone marrow and replaced the hollow bones.
Just a shell lying in wait, feeling the ivy cover a battered body.
Bruised to the core.
You sunk my battleship, which still awaits rescue; capsized in frigid waters.
A smile like yours (one purely serpentine) is the most obvious warning sign.
A sign rarely heeded and commonly ignored.
The air is thick, as if a massive fog-machine was hooked up in the center of the city.
No lantern to light my way, tonight it's lights out, black-out.
It's a rather sad fact that memories are permanent.
You can't cut them out of your mind with scissors and you can't block them out forever.
Nothing can protect the heart. Not a brick wall nor a chain-link fence.
This is your fault.
Author notes
gutter, black-out,fog machine, scissors, chain-link fence, bone marrow, ivy, bruised, capsized, lantern, serpentine.
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Comments
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I thought that the way you used the words was too typical. like using the word "capsized" with a sunken ship or the word "black-out" with the lights go out. I didn't feel like they were used in an interesting way and then it gave your piece this cliche vibe. I think if you used them more on the lines of how you used the word "serpentine" you could have had an interesting piece because it described something verses being something.
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