Thanks for the next great word prompt and also for the opportunity to use Prose Poetry and Internal Rhyme.
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The road was almost empty, the heavy rain decided not to stop. If I should be twenty again, I would never allow that terrible slap of life. I wanted to prove I am fast enough and I can manage the speed. It was just a second and everything turned to black. I still can’t remember anything just the great heat and it felt like my body would get melt into the seat. Though I “escaped” from the dark hands of death, I know what I did. It will be always visible – the price of that sin…
Anytime I will stay infront the mirror, anytime I will touch my skin.
Nice!
thanks Jeanne ☺
Well-written narrative. So tragic. Hope it’s not based on a personal experience.
Thanks Ryan, and no it is not my personal experience but I know some people don’t appreciate their lives and the price can be very high…
Blessings!