Poetry

Still I survive

Posted by The kettle has emphysema on 
You pulled my strings
lured me in
tasted me, tested me
and satisfied I was pliable
you smothered my brightness
broke my spirit
feasted on my heart. 

Still I survive.

I wrote this for Day 7 of Writers Victoria’s Flash Fiction Comp. Prompt word was ‘bright’. Reproduced here with a sneaky 31st word.

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  1. CG's avatar CG says:
    April 12, 2022 at 9:10 pm

    Yes and the point is..’Still I survive’! Thanks, Chris

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    1. The kettle has emphysema's avatar The kettle has emphysema says:
      April 13, 2022 at 8:42 am

      Exactly!

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