Hole (an acrostic poem)

Her absence left his heart bleeding

Obviously this was a mortal wound

Leaching what little joy he had left into the darkness

Even as the rest of the world didn’t notice

 

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Thorn (an acrostic poem)

The rose bit Olivia’s finger, releasing a single scarlet drop

Hendrik felt horrible.  She was the love of his life and he had caused her pain

Olivia sucked at her wound with a small pout on her face

Realizing he needed to do something, he leaned forward to seal it with a kiss

Never seeing the rose as she smashed it into his face

 

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