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Stage

Lights on.
The curtains draw, and this shoddy world
Of cardboard and peeled-off paint
Comes to life.

The hero springs forth.
He kills the monster,
And the audience applaud.

The curtains draw.
The lights go out.
Our hero bows, and then, he
Dies.

Nostalgia

A writing prompt from Lit Class, but also an idea that brewed in my head for a while. I could change the title, but lord knows my chemistry with those.

For those curious about the prompt: encapsulate an emotion in a poem. Probably picked an odd one for it, and the poem itself has other priorities… but I do like how it came out in the end. And as they with all that ends well~. (more…)