corpses poetry stories

shinelikestars1shy but ready to try
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we're all carrying corpses,< br/>she said to me.


by shinelikestars1

We're all carrying corpses

She said to me.

We are innocent casualties contemplating each other lug our own dead weight along Fingers frail and cold from idly reaching out for each other

That's rather depressing

I whisper back

Maybe. Her breath huffed out stained white

But don't you see them? When they finally get to release their grip on the bodies they were given They float like helium

Don't you mean balloons filled with helium?

No Lighter than even that As if the rubber of the balloon was the weight that they could finally let go of The rubber that trapped them and stole away their air

Why? Who put us here?

You have to get used to being some sort of experiment here and now This is the ultimate test

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ReasonsofbeingBronze CommaTo know me, read me (;
a year agoReply
This is perfection. And actually, I agree with the idea presented at the end.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller,
a year agoReply
his was dramatic and it was also appealing. The ingenuity of the allusion to helium was a knockout. The conversational tone of your storytelling was believable and it was warmly descriptive. It was lyrical and at the same time quaintly colloquial. Great job!!!!

erinkephartFudge Popsicles and Puppies
a year agoReply
Beautifully written!!! I love how it seems to be a metaphor but at the same time it is exactly what it is. Truly lovely