it was just a moment.
a weak moment where i was just only
gazing at the madness of beauty embodied.
and as it were
i stared into the eye of the needle storm
where three days passing
became like three years in limbo
and my body filmed with nerve-sick sweat,
from within a shell of brittle flesh
i could only watch with 72 hour eyes .















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Your writing is always full of surprises, though I hardly ever comment.
This series looks to be quite entertaining.
My only suggestion would be in line 4 you wrote, "and is it were"
Do you mean... "and is it where"?
Off to #2.
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thank you for reading, i really appreciate it. glad this was so well-received.
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
#TheWritersMeow
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"i stared into the eye of the needle storm" ... "i could only watch with 72 hour eyes"...loving those phrases!
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I Want Your Horror
I Want Your Design
I Want Your Love and
I Want Your Revenge.
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
#TheWritersMeow
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