|How Long The Drop
Author: Peridot Tears PM
Taste the scourge of victory.Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 95 - Published: 01-23-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2884858
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The floor is broad, like a shoulder—flat, cold, searing. Holding up, with no pocket to swell and swallow—no black in comfort; hollow reality.
Destruction, down there, a flip of a cheek, the shadow of a tear; it pools on the floor, and the floor swallows it. Down, down, down, down, down...fallen. A vacant soul in the eyes, swimming in untold sorrow. The smothered rage, the drop down a pit; like a rock, like an apple. Burning, cold.
So this is it. This lack of soul, within the heaving of the soul—