Challenge
Discourse
Your interpretation, your format. 300 word MAX
Vain Discourse
With the remnants of the haunting memories,
Burning softly against the drenched ground,
I indulge in vain discourse.
The words gush forth unassailed;
I raise no hurdle.
The flames can't die in desolation.
Let my futile talk be the ally of its final hours
And its tantrums the wounds of my last battle
Before a faint trail of smoke is all I would see.
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