Challenge
We cried ourselves a hurricane
I heard this line in a song recently, and it was so tragically beautiful...write a story or poem with this line in it somewhere. Don't forget to tag me @chainedinshadow so I can read and enjoy your wonderful entries!
Pyrophobia
Give me bricks
I'd rather build a wall
Than ever walk with someone
Who will leave these halls
And watch from afar
When I fall.
"Better to have loved and lost"
But that's not true
You can never miss
What you never knew
Never loose what didn't
Belong to you.
You can't burn
When there is no flame
And afraid of fire
We cried ourselves a hurricane
Drowning in the tears
Of who we never became.
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