'My fingers evanesce along the shore-line of dreams' ~ Hikari Lady
'Stories can tell so much without being over detailed' I heard you whisper in my ears at that autumn night and I tried to wink myself to sleep but instead, I found me repeating your name in a skeptical manner; my pillow was drenched by scared tears.
I wonder what was so fascinating about throwing that teaspoon into the ocean just because I needed more icecream. I was just three and you were heaven-high in hell. I almost saw lava-saliva pouring from your lips as you shouted:
'Act more mature'
I tried to teach you my age, tried to tell you that when I look up at you my neck cracks and the sound echoes in my head for eternity. It still echoes, though I am fifteen times older than I was.
Stories can be over detailed... when no matter how many words you use they can't describe what's happening...
words... are not even enough to explain the obvious.
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You do judge things by how long they look... pity I was...
very long for you!
(C)Noor 9/18/2009
Author notes
Contest prompt: prose...
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A contest entry
- Prose by HollyLouise.
595 points, ended October 9, 17 entries
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Comments
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elegent and strong Sweetly bitter. You are nothing less then stunning
golden in every way!
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So much silence in between these lines.
Give me a smile?
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Oh hun! No matter how long you are for I am here and eagerly reading you! What a beautiful piece of art, how full of feeling and how sad
hun, tell me that it is just for the contest and you never feel such sadness in your heart and such ignoring person is not peeping around you. I am here to support you in any way I can! 
I hope the judge finds this as gold as I did and with my best wishes for you!
~Massy~
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ohh how sad being a little one and not being accepted as little touching pen indeed really a fine poem and tale put beautifully
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