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He stood as still, as the dark night above him
In the distance, he saw her standing there
An apparition, she, who once loved him
Consumed by fear, all he could do was stare
His heart, racing, sweat pouring from his face
Watching her floating, weightlessly, in air
Wondering why she came back to this place
But his eyes, away from her, he couldn’t tear
Not thinking what could happen, he walks
She backs away, slowly, in silent despair
Begging her to speak, but she couldn’t talk
Knowing this now, he begins to declare
His sins, the reasons, she is no longer alive
He seeks forgiveness, from his once maiden fair
But she turns away, for she can never revive
The man who created his own nightmare
December Writing Prompt – Consumed by fear, he stood as still as the dark night above him – Day 8/31
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Excellent! ❤
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Thank you very much, Colleen!! ❤
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You’re welcome 😍
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This is simply splendid, Dorinda.
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Thank you very much, Robbie! ❤
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