Prelude-
The bullet whizzed by his left arm, ripping the sleeve of his hunter green shirt and tearing into his upper bicep. The pain wasn't as unbearable as he imagined. In fact he was quite surprised at his resolve to not faulter under the circumstances. The blood gushed down his arm and onto his fingers; warm and rich, it slowly oozed off the fingertips leaving a scattered trail behind him. In an instance the once dulled pain fractured that resolve which he ahd highly praised himself for a second ago and froze him in place.
"Move dammnit," he said under frantic breathes. "If you don't move you'll die."
His legs did not respond.
Collapse:
Sing o'goddess now
Of unrivaled passions lost
Death's grasp is hopeless.
Hollow:
Brittle fingers grip
Reaching with calloused intent
Cold air unmoved.
Release:
My hearts sinks swelling
Pride rising tide of emotion
No notion of hell.
Woeful:
A Love lingers long
Breaking through despair toppling
Tempatiopns breed hate.
Anew:
Breathes seem easier
Tensions pulsing calm blushing
A smile to new prey.
His lungs felt heavy, filling with the stanch marsh air after every intake. Bending low he brushed aside some cattails and peered into the murky water. Shit it smelled bad.
He pushed his hands against his knees, back writhing with every sudden movement, and moved toward a dead pine. A shiver went down his spine. He was not scared. Nor was he cold. Reaching into a hole he felt nothing but a couple tadpoles scurry away. Grimacing under the hot Mississippi sun he abandoned all hope of finding it before sundown.
The sun shone through the trees in golden beams, illuminating the marsh in rows. Under the rays the shrubbery emitted a hop
His lungs felt heavy, filling with the stanch marsh air after every intake. Bending low he brushed aside some cattails and peered into the murky water. Shit it smelled bad.
He pushed his hands against his knees, back writhing with every sudden movement, and moved toward a dead pine. A shiver went down his spine. He was not scared. Nor was he cold. Reaching into a hole he felt nothing but a couple tadpoles scurry away. Grimacing under the hot Mississippi sun he abandoned all hope of finding it before sundown.
The sun shone through the trees in golden beams, illuminating the marsh in rows. Under the rays the shrubbery emitted a hop
Collapse:
Sing o'goddess now
Of unrivaled passions lost
Death's grasp is hopeless.
Hollow:
Brittle fingers grip
Reaching with calloused intent
Cold air unmoved.
Release:
My hearts sinks swelling
Pride rising tide of emotion
No notion of hell.
Woeful:
A Love lingers long
Breaking through despair toppling
Tempatiopns breed hate.
Anew:
Breathes seem easier
Tensions pulsing calm blushing
A smile to new prey.
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