Cue the spotlights
project the words in his eyes
It's a perfectly staged apocalypse
and all the newspapers are here to caption it
"Such a lazy effort. The acting was poor
I knew that his life meant more and that he could never pull the trigger"
Every eye in this room
is crying out for stardom
their delivery was perfect
but the words seemed to get caught in his throat
Such a shame
for such a talent
Her eyes were the color of dirt
lips stained with oblivion
and her voice spoke like a rapture crow
I wanted this to be perfect
I wanted your heart to get caught on my tongue
Everyone stop staring
the dream is over as soon as the curtain closes
A contest entry
- your prompt- "flesh mechanic" by Princess Derge.
700 points, ended August 6, 14 entries
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Comments
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this is cool. i think its kindof vague..but in a good way that anyone can relate to it.
you used some real pretty words..
i like the caption.
and"i wanted your heart to get caught on my tongue"
nice write :]
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