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VISUAL PROMPT
Write a spooky story or poem inspired by this image.
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As I look deeply into your eyes
I see love
As if we had always been lovers
A life intertwined
I see oceans of tears shed
I see tenderness
the fruits born of strife and yearning
I see tenderness
A flower where once was despair
I see a thousand harsh words
Morphed into tenderness
I see a past filled with conflict
A harmony born from acceptance
I see a past as rich as crimson
A beauty nurture...
Across feilds and plains
Two warriors flew
To meet each other
In a world made anew
What they would find
Neither knew
For tides are unyielding
And merciless too
One’s armor was black
Sleek as night
The other’s white
With dazzling light
Both shown with blood
Swords at their sides
They fought their way across
This merciless tide
But the tide swept strong
And red filled the air
Of armor of night...
_I’ll love you forever_
_Through darkness and daylight_
_From stupid and awkward_
_To clever and bright_
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_You put me in danger_
_My life on the line_
_But we’re all gonna die_
_So I put on a smile_
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_Your death will be swift,_
_Painless and amusing_
_But I love you forever_
_So you’re going down with me_...
there’s something so comforting about feeling your own bones,
will we be together in death?
as we were never in life?
as they return your rose-adorned corpse to the earth,
will my skeletal fingers, extend towards yours?
when they speak of your life,
will they speak of mine?
speak of how i loved you? or of how i let you down?
the roses may grow, may spread, may carve out a path between our beds...
If bones could walk
Would thier footing be sure
Would they climb to the stars
Or fall to the earth
If death could talk
Would it speak of life
Would it be wise and kind
Or spew deceitful lies
If my heart ceased to move
Would I still feel
Would the cracks you made
Ever heal
If we could touch
Would you reach out
Or would we stay wedged apart
By your heat of steal...
In the moonlit realm of shadows,
Where the night wore its darkest cloak,
Two skeletons embraced, entwined,
In a love that death had woke.
Beneath the twisted, gnarled branches,
Where the winds whispered ghostly tales,
They stood, skeletal arms enfolded,
In a dance of eerie love that prevails.
Bony fingers clung together,
A spectral union, forever bound,
Their eye sockets, void of sight,
Yet a lo...
When the war broke out last year, no one had expected it to get out of hand so quickly. Russia invaded and took over the capital faster than the president could gather the troops. Most Americans fled to Canada and Mexico, by the time the news got to our rural area it was too late for us. My wife and I went off grid right as the war broke out to give ourselves a break from the tension and heavy hea...
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