Challenge
Write something along the topic of either death, love, fear, or joy.
Write something about one of the four topics provided. You may use more than one in your piece if you would like.
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Final Hour
It seems all I ever do is run away.
My problems cannot hurt me if I run.
So I do.
I reach the darker trails now,
faster,
faster,
faster,
running faster,
on and on,
an endless hour,
I see my goal ahead now,
the final destination.
I go to you, overjoyed that I no longer have to flee.
I let you take me in your arms, a final loving embrace,
Before the deed is done,
and with Death I take my place.