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Acadec56
Biggest aspiration: "To become immortal and then die" -Breathless http://thebookendsreview.com/2020/04/24/within-the-confines-of-madness/
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Acadec56
• 66 reads

DM’s open!

Just writing this to say that if anyone wants to talk, exchange socials, or anything, feel free to DM me :) I would do it first, but I don't like making the first move lol!

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Acadec56
• 95 reads

From me to Thee

If our lips were to cuddle

Under the arrows of tears--

An angel's elation Sincere

Would you then unburden

Your tortured soul to me?

If you were to feel the life in my chest

When your troubled head concedes,

And know my heart never to deceive

Would I then be able to bequeath

My declining soul to thee?

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Acadec56
• 129 reads

The Undertaker

Fog canopies the cemetery

As the blood moon scowls

A smell emits from the ground--ghastly

And a hand penetrates the dirt how

A chick emerges from its shell

Looming is a black cladded giant

With long stygian disheveled hair

The color of the atmosphere is now violet

Be prepared to face your damned despair

A tombstone is already crafted.

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Challenge
Give me something deep. Something that'll make me weep with relief or sadness. Something that'll make me crave more. Winner gets a free copy of my book The Hunt when it's published!
Winner determined by me. Winner announced near the middle of October or sooner. Tag me so I'm sure to see it!
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Acadec56
• 187 reads

Grieve

I constantly grieve for you

Oh, how I used to hate you

I once saw in the reflection

Someone looking to be adored--

Eyes polluted with sorrow, a gaze

So bleak that a mannequin looked more

real

How could you still feel?

Why did you still try?

Where the answer lies

Resides behind that doleful look

That opaque oasis that we call will

And you willed your way there--

To the state you're at now

I used to hate you, but

Now, I think I love you.

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Challenge
Challenge of the Week CCVI
You've found yourself standing at the gates of Hell, and you're given a typewriter and one page waiting in it. You have one short poem to either keep you out, or shove you in.
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Acadec56
• 75 reads

The Crimson Rider

I have a vision where I--

Eyes scarlet, hair abalze--

Roam the earth extracting souls

For the glory of the allmighty--

My new and forever Lord!

Do you hear me? May I serve thee?

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Show And Tell
Post an image of yourself. And, if you can, attempt to recall and put into words your thoughts at the moment the photo was captured.
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Acadec56
• 173 reads

GO BRONCOS

I already have my face on my profile picture ( Maskless) so I'm taking this time to shamefully showcase the best football team in the world--the Denver Broncos !! I hope this shows up well when it's uploaded!

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Challenge
I can't quite seem to find you...
Take this however you want in whatever direction you want to, just be sure to include this line and tag me so I can read @chainedinshadow
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Acadec56
• 132 reads

I Will

I can't quite seem to find you

Yet, you always seem to find me

How is it that my aim were dreams

But your dreams are me?

So tell me, how can I find you?

How did you find me in the seas

Of trauma, where my thoughts anchored

My being to aimless troubled needs

To what lengths much I stretch for you?

Must I delve into the fire of your ire?

Or hold you when illness keeps you still?

Perhaps you shouldn't have to tell

Perhaps I should always know

Now I will passionately fortell

That I will die trying to find you--

And make you a Heaven out of my Hell.

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Challenge
CHANGE (no longer the same)
The Earth goes through Changes, every season, Animals and insects all go through changes. Without change, there is no evolution. Humans try and stop change, they even try and stop death. Some fear change and get stuck become stagnant. You wouldn't want to drink from stagnant water, yet Your body is 97% water, When you stop change you become that very stagnant water you wouldn't drink. Free Spirit = Freewriting lol. This is your chance to express what CHANGE is to you, what has changed for you, changes you see coming. skies the limit if that where you set it. anything goes. Move my heart, make me smile, This is my first Challenge. Change is one thing YOU cannot stop. It is inevitable. Have fun writing. I will choose the winner. The winner gets
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Acadec56
• 89 reads

Wings

Change is seen as a worm on a hook

And we, the unsuspecting fish

Latch on--we either escape or die

If free, we move on aimlessly

If thrown into an atmosphere--new

We sinew the unknown with the known

Then we find that change is like air--

Always there, continuously needed

Perhaps, we escape water to grow wings.

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New Challenge and one that should be fun for all of you to do ... It's called Reverse Poetry. Please follow the description to the letter. Winner will receive The "Reversal Award."
Your piece must be seven lines long ... first line 7 words long ... next line: 6 words ... next line: 5 words ... next line: 4 words ... next line: 3 words ... next line two words ... last line: one word ... when finished ... post both with the first version on top, the reversed one underneath with a single space between the two ... and please ... tag me in the comment box as @Danceinsilence ... do not tag me in the post itself. Also, failure to tag me will disqualify your work. If you do so, your entry will not be judged or read so make sure you tag me properly and again, only in the comment box ...The word count includes any title you put above your piece, otherwise the actual word count is 56 for the same piece twice. Good luck with this! I will start it off if you want to get the idea.
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Acadec56 in Poetry & Free Verse
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Burn

My heart burns everyday since you left

A sort of desperate, pleasing delight

A light of fiery remembrance

For it was real

We were real

Do you?

Burn?

Burn?

Do you?

We were real

For it was real

A light of fiery remembrance

A sort of desperate, pleasing delight

My heart burns everyday since you left

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Challenge of the Week CCIV
Write a short story in the style of your favorite author - dead or alive. Let others guess the author. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
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Acadec56
• 181 reads

The Crown of Death

The “Crown of Death” had long devastated the city. No other pesitilence had ever been so brutal nor so remarkably displeasing. A large black crown-like emblem could be found indiscriminately and on just one particular aspect of the body. Unlike other diseases of the time, this pestilence didn’t cause any immediate pain. Rather, the disease would slowly disintegrate the body--first, by consuming white blood cells, then by inhabiting the fat. As a natural yet unfortunate intial reaction to the knowledge of this unknown illness, many ignorant individuals welcomed the crown into their lives. They hoped that the weight loss would slim their bodies to their personal fantasies.

The Crown of Death held no care to the plight of the ignorant nor the conscientious. It just wanted to feed and spread. And, due to people’s negligence of each other, spread it did. Once the Crown entered the human body, it would readily take the shape and functionality of the white blood cell. Such trickery allowed for a steady hunt against the "fighter" cells. One by one, the imposter fighter cells would creep upon the white cells before prouncing suddenly towards its prey. It would then quickly absorb the helpless cells. Not long after, the imposter cell would regurgitate the defeated fighter cell, only now it’s internal design and purpose were aligned with the Crown.

Next, Dozens of newly crowned imposter cells would search, locate and infest the fat of the human body. The eating was fast, yet not so fast as to cause uncomfortable aches within the body. The intelligence of the Crown was unparalled. After these two fazes are completed, the Crown now only had to deliver the final devasting blow to the human condition.

People who were at first sleeping or walking, either unaware or conscious of the effects of the Crown would--seemingly out of the blue--suffer great pains. The primary source of the pain was ignited within the stomach. Individuals would whimper and lumber their upper-torso down towards their knees. Once this effect occured, there would be no prayer nor medicine that could take the pain away. The crown worked swiftly and without a care.

Those who began to curl on the floor due to the unrelenting pain would soon recieve another side-effect. Their skin--once clear and smooth--rapidly began to spoil until the epidermis resembled the pigment of darkly shaded clouds. Their teeth were yellowed, their eyes were nearly scarlet and the tounge almost appeared to be made of ash. At this stage, indiviudals rocked themsleves in the fetal position while continuously and incoherently moaning in a tired pain.

The last stage was the most brutal. The bones and ligaments and tendons of the infected would begin to break, twist and reconfigure itself. The body would shrink until its length was comparable to that of a child’s. Spectators and family members watched in horror, somtimes in emotionless stature, as death was swiftly taking place in front of them. In the end, the individual would lay motionless, their bodies transmuted into somehting unspeakable by most and unthinkable by the rest. Their bodies seemed to resemble a Crown-- cold and dark. Then, the Crown of Death would hold illimitable domion over the minds and souls of all.

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