Clichéd Thought
By Mistress Shadow
Silently her tears fell, as if each one was a high-toned note pressed from
a piano key.
She drove her head down in her sobbing state, perhaps to save herself from
the outside world.
She thought to herself, "a world I never truly knew." Her sobs became more
chaotic, as if the pianist had lost his tempo with his tune. Thoughts and
hopes scurried past her, each one in turn kicking her, and spitting on
her for their being summoned. "What do I do, what can I do?" tossed back
and forth in her mind teasing her emotions making her cries husky and cracked.
Finally amidst all the pain and battered emotions she cried out with every
inch of strength she could muster; "WHY!"
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Copyright 2004 mistress_shadow
Published on Saturday, May 29, 2004.
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On Saturday, March 10, 2007, Tania
(192) wrote:
I like this and the imagery used.. beautifully sad.
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On Thursday, April 14, 2005, Dei
(663) wrote:
hm... not bad... very sad..
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On Sunday, May 30, 2004, murder_in_clubland
(384) wrote:
I like theimagry in this very well done~ss
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On Saturday, May 29, 2004, Alacer_Cogitatus
(140) wrote:
“What do I do, what can I do?†very well put. the hopelessness of not being able to do anything is horrible. A_C