Inspiration: Tom Waits' song Clap Hands:
'Sad Luck Dame'
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They called her a sad luck damn. I'm not sure she even knew why. She had an aura of sadness around her. The mood changed when she arrived. Started in your forearms. That numbing tingle as the emotion washes over you.
It wasn't an unwelcome change. The kinda sadness you want to feel. Sure, it hurt. Like hell in fact. But it was the kinda hurt you long for. Sometimes even more than other emotions.
Maybe it's because the sadness was gone as soon as she left. She never stayed long. Didn't want to.
Imagine if she wanted to stay?
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A drabble a day
General FictionA collection of drabbles. I hope to write one a day. My inspiration mostly comes from literature and arts. Happy reading.
