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If Scars Could Talk
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Cliches exist in almost every genre for movies, let's write about them! It can be whichever genre you choose, I'd just like to see which ones others have picked up on!
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Nauseating Love Plots

- Cliches Exist in Movies- 

I hate him

I love him 

Miscommunication equals hating him again

Communication re-established equals I love him forever

Over and Over ....all of the time this false facade of the metamorphose of LOVE

Guess what RomComs that's not how it works. Quite using repetition to plant your lie in the hearts and heads of those craving something real.

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Azothwords in Stream of Consciousness

Petals

You pull my white petals and in pocket they go.

Can you smell me as my stolen pieces rot and decay

Do your fingers caress the silky limbs I once possessed 

Each time we touch my flower is less.

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Azothwords in Stream of Consciousness

Sorry. Goodbye.

Moonlight reflects off the surface of your tears. I cannot deny what is so obviously not so. My carefully chosen words seem to bash you like a hammer. I will always revere your effort to be my wish, but pretend water can never my thirst quench. 

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #38: Write a piece of micropoetry about what summer means to you. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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My Summer Torture

Memories ride on a cricket's chirp

Campfire embers burn former lust 

Dimming stars search for our tangled, naked bodies

They find only me 

devouring marshmallows 

watching the peach sunrise mourn

Challenge
Write one word that describes the world we live in.
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Azothwords in Poetry & Free Verse

For Good or Bad... It is

home.

Challenge
In exactly 50 words, vividly describe your unique fantasy world and role.
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Azothwords in Fantasy

A Time Machine and A Song

Year: 1946. The ceiling is barely visible through the plumes of smoke. The band vibrates the room, and the slit on my scarlet gown opens to my hip. Men in white spats grow silent as my silk gloves touch the mic. The sound of Billie Holiday sings from my mouth. 

Challenge
The Most Powerful 5 Word Phrase Ever Spoken
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Azothwords in Poetry & Free Verse

To Someone To Everyone

Please just let me go...

Challenge
Silence. Use this word in any context and let your thoughts flow freely. Can be written in any genre.
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The Silence Of A Secrete

Silence is the monster I keep inside my mouth. Its cage keeps your secrete, its bars burn with guilt.

Silence is the monster devouring my life. Its teeth gnaw the truth, its guts absorb my will. 

Silence is the monster shredding my hope. Its claws thrash at the memories, its weight pounds me into nothing. 

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #28: Write an acrostic using the word “Prose.” The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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P.R.O.S.E

Prose

Rearranges

Ordinary

Systematic

Expression

Challenge
What is the most terrifying two sentence horror story you can think of?
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Azothwords in Horror & Thriller

My Turn

For hours her screams permeated through the wall. When she went silent I knew she was dead, and it was my turn.  

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