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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Amidst the binge of the champagne, and the glitter on the faces, she heard the distant lullaby. Glistening repertoire of appreciation elated her, but her soul had been far forlorn. She smiled her way through the ballroom, shaking hands, wishing prosperity and hugging the nonchalant children, who didn't even remember her... their innocent, curious eyes, complacent enough to defy contact.. but still she bore them momentary warmth.. and quietly soon enough, they gleamed with fondness towards her. That made her happy. She danced through her guests graciously, illuminating even the minuscle flicker of the dynamism that inflamed her celebration of triumph. It was her day of glory, but somewhere, the gaping hole within her had grown deeper. She couldn't bear the tinge of strangers crawling beneath her destiny.Like cobwebs spun all around her, she gasped for someone to call her own. The outlanders raided her memories in the making. Her soul became an illicit labyrinth that had been expanding like a monster. She couldn't find her people! Her People. Everywhere she looked, her vision proliferated from Void. How could she hide from darkness itself? She cried, but... A sudden loud burst of laughter from a nearing clan hurled her back to reality. The strange realization that she had been ruminating through her desires, made her smile naively. She knew she couldn't be happy. The lust for satisfaction glided life into her. She resumed her counterfeited solace. To tunes so subtly high and alone, she began dancing again. Only till the guests had left, she looked at the empty glasses and collected her tears. She saw her reflection...The splendour of the ballroom in the background, the beige on her body and the silence....she felt alive, only, to die again. ~~Won 2nd prize for the Dark Prose Poetry Contest~~ ~~~~Thank You all, so very much ~~~~
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