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Story of The Tea Leaves

The Tea Leaves told the story                                                                                (Hundred words on Saturday prompt) The dregs at the bottom of the porcelain cup told a story of strength and fortitude, the brown tea leaves made unfamiliar but intriguing patterns on the sides of…

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Apparition

Apparition Sleep eluded him for a reason. incessant guilt-ridden feelings, wouldn’t let him forget her face. Unblinkingly, He stared into space.   Her reflection appeared on the wall, accusing eyes boring into him. Incapable of coherent thought, he sat, could…

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Imagination

On the pristine cloak of my imaginative mind, tiny traces of skin and caked-up blood under my fingernails, are the only things left to remind me of you. The scratches on my arm are testimony to my struggle with you.…

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