Monday, September 17, 2012

Prompt Skeletons in the Closet

Past Secrets


Perfectly hidden,

percolating under the surface,

poisonous like cancer,

piranha-like eating away spirit, not flesh,

persistent, until one day, their existence is

proved, diagnosed.

Persuaded, you face reality,


pushing through it,

persevering, you survive,

powerfully thrive. Or

perhaps you don’t. But

perchance you don’t,

positively your loved ones know, you

passionately did the best you could.

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