Wandering through darkened chasms
My mind plays tricks on me
Inspiring me to run as fast as i can
To escape these dusty crevices
Of my imperfect, lonely,
Wandering, half-crazed mind
A contest entry
- six lines. by sighingflosser..
700 points, ended September 28, 50 entries
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Comments
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some good imagery you use in these lines - dusty crevices - in particular is very strong. good writing.



