Fear is Her Demise

April 20, 2009
By SynsGrl BRONZE, Amboy, Illinois
SynsGrl BRONZE, Amboy, Illinois
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Loose wet tendrils of her coal hair fell upon her opaque, washed out face.
Drenched in her dejection from all her lost hopes in the affairs of devotion.
Tears of redemption for the heart meets the heated water meant to cleanse her of all impurity, leading trickling rivers of diluted,salty pain upon her once polished status.
She ponders the complexity behind a sentiment which was once the essence of simplicity.
Which now entangles her in a labyrinth of precariousness and uncertainty of the prospects yet to come.
Her timeless end in this forlorn battle of psyche versus heart is the perpetual trepidation of the attraction to this timeless, prodigious, phenomenal emotion.
Her fear is her demise.

The author's comments:
This is sort of how I feel about love. It's a feeling that stories make seem so simple but it is in fact a complex emotion that is so difficult for me to understand.

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