In honor of a Valentines Day writing competition. It's late for the holiday, but I still think it's alright to share, right?
Drums
This beating heart of mine is free,
That you will not take from me.
What right have you to steal my mind,
When my thoughts have made me blind?
Your flow'ry words now fill my head
And leaden down my heart with dread.
These feelings steal away from me
My individuality.
I blame this heart that leaves me weak
To your silver tongue and speech.
Not hell beneath, not heav'n above,
I won't admit that I'm in love.
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Short Stories, Poems, and Prompts for Practice Writing
General FictionA compilation of the prompts and the stories I came up with in order to regain my ability to put pen to paper. Let's see how I did! Please feel free to use these prompts for your own writing, and let me know what you think! Who knows, I may expand o...
