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Tree of life
#WritcoStoryPrompt16
She held on to the fragile branch with a death's grip as the roaring water threatened to drag her away.
She gasped as the bubbling swirls entered her mouth, salt water flowing down the way.
There was no hope left, as the lunar orbit, spun and callmed the precession of the equinox it was a tide puller and swept clean off of her feet, this was a serious force and was way to strong to contend with, fighting for her life, beyond her maximum capability.
Gravitic downward press, terminal velocity. The tree of life had given way, and the breaker snapped her olive branch cleanly. the iminant ending commence, demise was the order of the day. The water entered her lungs, bringing about a fatalistic end, moralistic compass had gone west it was Beautiful nevertheless, this had been all it could ever be, finished and sent, first class recorded delivery, a deep collection of connection Dark, deep with bars off the chart, the barometer had filled with a heavy metal, Mercury, Marina trench, 7 miles deep, unexplored territory, new heights were out of the question and dropped it at 9.8m/s, quicker that normal, rapidly heading to the very bottom , north Atlantic buckle, displaced by disgrace, unsinkable was not what had commenced, weight for the end, pressed and compressed, made quick, and crushed flat done like shrove Tuesday. The
script had been flipped. weaved a wicked weave , notted tight this was not a joke,
Marlin spike had slipped . Quantam loop,
Reincarnate. Time dilation, span around the singarity pulled inwards, and slowed, 14.5 billion years, Infinate possibilitys of New forms of life, could be anything.
© Rawkus Poetry
She held on to the fragile branch with a death's grip as the roaring water threatened to drag her away.
She gasped as the bubbling swirls entered her mouth, salt water flowing down the way.
There was no hope left, as the lunar orbit, spun and callmed the precession of the equinox it was a tide puller and swept clean off of her feet, this was a serious force and was way to strong to contend with, fighting for her life, beyond her maximum capability.
Gravitic downward press, terminal velocity. The tree of life had given way, and the breaker snapped her olive branch cleanly. the iminant ending commence, demise was the order of the day. The water entered her lungs, bringing about a fatalistic end, moralistic compass had gone west it was Beautiful nevertheless, this had been all it could ever be, finished and sent, first class recorded delivery, a deep collection of connection Dark, deep with bars off the chart, the barometer had filled with a heavy metal, Mercury, Marina trench, 7 miles deep, unexplored territory, new heights were out of the question and dropped it at 9.8m/s, quicker that normal, rapidly heading to the very bottom , north Atlantic buckle, displaced by disgrace, unsinkable was not what had commenced, weight for the end, pressed and compressed, made quick, and crushed flat done like shrove Tuesday. The
script had been flipped. weaved a wicked weave , notted tight this was not a joke,
Marlin spike had slipped . Quantam loop,
Reincarnate. Time dilation, span around the singarity pulled inwards, and slowed, 14.5 billion years, Infinate possibilitys of New forms of life, could be anything.
© Rawkus Poetry
