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"The mountains sunk into the pits
The earth crumbled to bits
The moon on fire, sun gone cold
The ground beneath me starts to fold
Fire and ice, with fear, conflate
I watched the ocean evaporate
And yet amidst the most calamitous
Through broken mirrors was the analysis
For even as the world would transcend
We judged ourselves until the end."
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-Arabella Katt (xCaptainCl3mentinex)
A/N: I was dreading this prompt from day one, because I would never use the word 'analysis' in a poem, and even now, I would have gladly used a different word if I had the choice, but nonetheless, I am impressed I wrote something 🤣.
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Behind The Veil | Original Poetry | Versification 23' | #NaPoWriMo 2023 | ✔️
PoesiaA few original, short, 4-10 line poems for #NaPoWriMo the National Poetry Writing Month, and participating in the @WattpadPoetry 2023 challenge 'Word Prompts'. Enjoy :) (I keep my lines fairly short, for the style of poetry I generally write needs s...
