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Submitted by marlovely
Life in Your Hands
Write a poem or short story about if you were death and had to choose each day who must die.
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Too much power do these brainless hands yield,
Death is here but you still haven’t found your shield.
I will take you young or old,
I’m sorry if the thought of it has not got you sold.
My hands are so brainless yet they still must think,
Who will survive and who will sink.
All this power you invested in me,
To make someone’s life choices an eternity.
They live in heaven or hell,
Cos of my life and...
Where am I?
Already dead.
What can I do?
Here’s the power, take it.
How do I use?
Choose each day who must die.
God from Hell,
Each one of us has been set,
Whenever he wants,
We will die…
I can decide the target,
Those I love,
Those I hate,
Those I don’t know,
Everyone of them is in my hand.
I ask them why?
Wanted to die.
For many reasons,
I cried and laughed....
Your smile is reassuring when you tell me it's fine.
I don't have to words to explain why it's not.
I don't have autonomy.
And don't act like having control over my homework assignments equates to anything real.
I can decorate my room,
Choose what I study
Don't act like that's power.
When your smile stretches to holyrood,
stormont and senedd.
Anyways you smile. You hand me something.
A ship, (...
i count,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5
5 what?
bodies?
deaths?
𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘵
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
no. that felt wrong,
again.
again,
5 numbers, 5 words,
5 images flash before my eyes,
5 deaths, 5 bodies,
blood, so
much blood
my hands,
blood
blood,
on my hands, in my heart,
inside and
out,
blood.
i hold the knife, i want to save them, i want to save them and i cant, i
count,
5, 5, 5,
it feels ...
So, um, I had a bunch of stuff written for this already, and accidentally didn't paste it before I copied anything else so...
Ig here's a smallish thing
The Storm Ruler tossed Savvy to the side. I am rushed over to her and she sent him back to help Scar and Lobo, telling him shed be there in a sec.
He did and the trio ran at her. She dodged, managed to control Tin and gave him a sword.
Iam and...
The choices I make
The things I must do
The hearts I break
I’ll always hurt you
You curse my name
You scream and you cry
Cloaked in my shame
I watch them all die
But what you don’t know
Is that it’s not easy for me
I am my own foe
I can never be set free
I am chained to this life
Forced to live in hate
Casing pain and strife
Carrying out cruel fate...
It is dark upon this field as we lie within the wheat.
It’s cold. It’s quiet. It’s lonely.
We lie together as I stroke her hair.
She’s in too much pain to look up, but I give her as much comfort as I can, murmuring quiet lullabies.
I hold her as I feel her corporeal form grow cold.
I carry her little spirit into the otherworld.
Her spirit awakes and sniffs a little.
Her ears perk up, and...
As the king of the deceased it is impossible to deny the fact that you have your favorites and least favorites. You pick and choose who will go and who will stay, based on your own emotions. Many are under the impression that there are no rules to the decision of when to take a life, but those many are wrong.
1. You must take the lives of at least 50,000 each day.
2. You may never wipe out the ...
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