The tattered curtains lifelessly drag across the decaying stage
A crude, soft, warm spotlight elucidates the foreboding shadows
The princess illuminated, seeing her adorned in the black dress
Embroidered with intricate designs
Next to her leg, she holds a limp, butchered teddy hanging from her pale fingers
As she slowly brings the blood drenched fingers on her other
To lovingly smear her cold lips
As the strings still attached to her wooden frame,
Stained red, trail back to,
Entangled among the fingers of the rotting corpse…
A contest entry
- Surrender To My Madness (Round Two) by Agrona.
700 points, ended September 26, 12 entries
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Comments
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Oh geez!
Why haven't I commented on it this yet?
I swear, I've read this at least 10 times {at least.}
I understand this completely, and love every letter of it.
Your darkness makes me always smile.
Could be my favorite at the moment.

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i liked it
but it's kind of short. i would have loved to see it longer. -
whoa
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Master of Puppets
I thoroughly enjoyed the intense imagery in this piece. Feels like it would be a great prompt for someone to create an Indy horror film about!
On a side note, isn't it funny that the evil little possessed/ethereal type children always have a teddy?
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lol. yea. it's quite ironic cuz the teddy symbolises the innocence of a child yet the 'child' does such a dark deed. well, that's what i think it is anyway. lol. thanks for the comment!
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encore....
I hung on every word, what a fabulously bleak and bloody stage you created. wow!

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Great poem! loved the way you created imagery to really get the readers emotion.
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You are amazing.... all your cryptic, and rather haunting, meanings are well over my head!


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(claps slowly)
Short...dark...wonderful. This simple story worked in darkness and showed so much in so little words that it fit perfectly in this. The marionette decays with her master. Truly this was very well written.
Your Czarina,
~Seraph
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