I found this entry rather difficult to write, as I'm never a fan of writing very brief pieces. That is not to say that this wasn't enjoyable, just challenging.
Anyway, here it is:
She was tall, and her hair enveloped her skull in luxurious gold.
She was young, and her skin absorbed the colors of her world so she became the vessel of their beauty.
She was strong, and her bones captured echoes of the night and released them throbbing to the beat of her heart.
He was cruel, and his mind was ensnared within vines of bitter rejection, resentment burning through deformed wires of solitude.
She was broken, and her skeleton was drifting on an infinite stream towards a forever shining light, his angry tears uniting with the river below her apparition.
13-Oct-2011 00:04:43
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