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Secret Message
Give me a secret message! You can put it in a poem, prose, or any type of story.
Ended November 23, 2022 • 5 Entries • Created by Melpomene
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goldstar

in bouts of solitude

life shrinks away

only to catch up at night

violently shaking you

echoing every lost feeling

youth slipping into the cracks

old age finding you too soon with

unrelenting pains

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Give me a secret message! You can put it in a poem, prose, or any type of story.
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northernlight

Off Trail

Too icy to wander off trail,

too deep and crunchy to make your own,

the only choice is too follow the track of another,

a dance where your feet must fall within their

frozen prints in the snow, otherwise you'll fall,

if you do you'll get back up and try again,

at the crux, the prints will peter out

and you'll have to find your own way to get where you're going,

maybe a route that takes longer,

one that scares you,

one that makes you give it your all,

one that makes you question if you did it,

but I promise, you'll know it when you're there.

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Give me a secret message! You can put it in a poem, prose, or any type of story.
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IcarusLaughed

...not-so-secret secret message

How many more times...

I'd rather stop the fight.

Force my hands to still and

Raise my gaze to life.

Indomie dishes,

Endless starry nights.

Names of colours and

Drier eyes

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Give me a secret message! You can put it in a poem, prose, or any type of story.
samtaylor

I was right

Heaven lies above the buildings which stab at it with pointy and crass corners

Even here from the ground we grasp for knowledge which remains unattainable

Death merely a footfall away yet loneliness is what we battle with weapons raised

If peace were a more realistic option maybe it would be one we'd choose

Depth is what we fail to explore and so peace pushes farther past our reach

Illude to safety with long sentences and labyrinthine words

Time runs short for those who ramble

I am 21 years or older.