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kh_drabble2006-09-24 05:26 pm
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Sometimes, I feel like a nobody, too
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Title: Nobody
Word Count: 100
Summary: I think I finally get the plight of the nobody.
It’s an ache; repressed suppression wanting, an open wound drawing in the dark calling out for light, simultaneously. The result is emptiness: cancelled-out existence, impulsive inaction gnawing needful at the limbs that will not move, the voice that will not speak, the eyes that cannot blink. It’s stifling echo-soft, empty reverberation in the massless body, inescapably etched in resurgent memory. We think, perhaps, we should cry. Each unshed tear (they do not come they do not come) adds weight to the weightlessness. And finally, our shoulders collapse under a burden half-formed, crushed in nonexistence.
And we fade into the dark.
Title: Nobody
Word Count: 100
Summary: I think I finally get the plight of the nobody.
It’s an ache; repressed suppression wanting, an open wound drawing in the dark calling out for light, simultaneously. The result is emptiness: cancelled-out existence, impulsive inaction gnawing needful at the limbs that will not move, the voice that will not speak, the eyes that cannot blink. It’s stifling echo-soft, empty reverberation in the massless body, inescapably etched in resurgent memory. We think, perhaps, we should cry. Each unshed tear (they do not come they do not come) adds weight to the weightlessness. And finally, our shoulders collapse under a burden half-formed, crushed in nonexistence.
And we fade into the dark.
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Thanks ^^
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Thank you ♥
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