in morose thoughts of morbidity
she clung..
hopeless endeavors sprung
forth and forgotten
so simple was her wish...
darkness churns 'neath surface
of redemption
if we deem to hear the dire call
the sighs of sightless wonders
echo through the deep abyss
leaving just a touch of
coyness clinging
to the love that she relinquished
Author notes
the beauty of -e x p r e s s i o n IV-
Credit artist: Lorenzo Sperlonga
A contest entry
- Click 69. by perfectsunset.
625 points, ended November 14, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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This read very smooth
and sentimental;
I love the images you
express with such soft
tones.. your use of
language is seamless.
I love this piece!
Best of luck & thanks for entering


