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thirsty darkness


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She 

stood aloof
nothing stood in the way of her purpose.
buffeted by the cool winter breeze,
nothing stood but

She

had watched others fall to the whirr
or tumble into thirsty darkness
but she refused to let the world assign her pain.
Her pain was her own.

She

stands calmly, patiently awaiting tomorrow.
will it bring an end or another beginning?
what use in new predictions?
tomorrow we chase the yesterdays
we did not catch today. 
(again.)

She
will herald the end to nothingness
by giving in to it
and tumbling into thirsty darkness
as winter blows itself away



...Prompted by the 100 Word Song writing challenge at  My Blog Can Beat up Your Blog
This week's track: Tom Petty's "I Won't Back Down".

Comments

  1. I really liked this, and "thirsty darkness" was genius.

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  2. thirsty darkness and that last line were killer

    Great 100, Emily. Thank you for playing.

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