HopeSharma
I am an aspiring writer, a spirited artist and a silent observer.
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Prose Challenge of the Week #42: Write about committing murder. 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
Last Dance
Nothing, but a sliver
Meekly, blood comes forth
Then pours, unabashed
No grip enough to control.
It runs between my fingers
Fills the chasms in crimson;
A deviating admiration, I find
In death.
I look into the mirror
My somber eyes weeping kohl.
In them,
Terrified; life dances
With all its might
Falling, falling...
And I'm Past!