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Comment from Ekim777
Time was away ands somewhere else, that might be good. It might be the still point of the turning world. Actually it is a terrible paralyzing cessation even of thought , by fear, or guilt which is the same thing or maybe shame. Even your heart, the symbol of your soul, is beating a retreat. Is this a retreat from life? Then there is that deadly lethargy. Jung said lethargy is man's greatest passion. Wilde said that lethargy is the most pathetic of all the vices. So are we facing death when we should be striving after a life.The choice is yours. -Ekim777
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Time was away ands somewhere else, that might be good. It might be the still point of the turning world. Actually it is a terrible paralyzing cessation even of thought , by fear, or guilt which is the same thing or maybe shame. Even your heart, the symbol of your soul, is beating a retreat. Is this a retreat from life? Then there is that deadly lethargy. Jung said lethargy is man's greatest passion. Wilde said that lethargy is the most pathetic of all the vices. So are we facing death when we should be striving after a life.The choice is yours. -Ekim777
Comment Written 30-Jun-2012
reply by the author on 30-Jun-2012
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Life my friend is sometimes not a bowl of cheeries.
Sometimes you get the pits.
Thanks,
The Death of the Death of Almost Me by Ricky1024
A Duel with Death Resulting. writing prompt entry
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April 22, 2012 Views: 36
For Some Reason that doesn't make or give
a reason nor rhyme,
Life is not nice.
No sugar, no spice.
Incandescence candle
out...
No need to scream,
no need to shout.
A knife to the heart...
not once but twice...
A slash for the jugular
not once but thrice...
A bottle filled with
anti-depressants
sure didn't help...
Working on my ID did I
flip my lid?
White guinea tee shirt
blending white to crimson
red what the hell did I do
lose my head?
Tons of A+ blood pouring
down my neck...
Oh well what the heck...
Clotting factors working
in my favor?
The Grim Reaper of Death
take away my last breath?
Must lay down now but
no suicide note written,
a recent love smitten?
Take me Oh Lord to that
better place.
Suicidal, gruesome corpse...
No pie Ala-mode dessert for me,
silent screaming little man of
what I used to be...
Yes, little man lost command,
command over the body, mind,
heart, and soul,
timely message takes it's toll.
Author Notes
Its now only 8 days and 9 years
since the passing of my 18 year old son
Jason.
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Review and it's artist Arby morrison.
RIP. TCOB.
Writing Prompt
It's time for a duel to the death. Everyone has arrived. Who are they, why are they there, what happens next and who dies?
Author Notes
Sometimes things will work out for a specific reason.
See Judy Garland's song Some Where Over the Rainbow 1932?.
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TSart.
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Comment from Lynn Gamache
Great effort. Your meaning comes through to the reader but your spelling needs some work. Maybe find someone there who can help you with this?
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Great effort. Your meaning comes through to the reader but your spelling needs some work. Maybe find someone there who can help you with this?
Comment Written 30-Jun-2012
reply by the author on 30-Jun-2012
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it was sent out before it was finished.
Thanks, it is in a completed form now
Lynn.
Enjoy!
Ricky1024.
