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SOS Brigade!! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 2,573 Joined: Sep 2004 Member No: 47,775 ![]() |
I sit down alone in my corner not knowing what awaits me next. I tremble in fear for something is behind me. For now the only friend i can go to is the corner. I talk to it not knowing if i will get a response. I stare at it staring back at me with that cold dull paint look. I ask it to see whats behind me for i am afraid. It doesn't respond but I get a rush of fear. Closing me eyes and covering my face. From the back I feel the pain rushing through me. The pain that will never end and my only friend the corner just stares at my pain and just hears my scream. Without doing anything.
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![]() Will write poetry for sex! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,110 Joined: Jan 2004 Member No: 600 ![]() |
::Scribbles down a note for himself::
QUOTE Why is it we writers like the concept of a corner? I myself have used the concept of the 'corner of my mind' in many instances of my work, and love the image. It's metaphorical significance is so emotionally relieving to utilize. To animate something that is so hard to explain, so hard to grasp. Why the big fascination? Do we find shelter in a corner? An open sanctuary, perhaps? What we feel like we're trapped up against when all around us has fallen apart? I think it's an easy tool for a writer to use - a corner. The possibility of so many meanings and representations, in whichever manner the writer chooses to use it as. I think that's enough of this. I'm just maniacally babbling now, and making little to no sense. ::Frowns at the note, crumples it up into a ball, and throws it away:: |
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