i was at a one act play contest today but i got super tired and my mom brought me home
this is something that popped into my head during the plays though
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A tormented, dormant limbo
Leaking thoughts through rigid cracks
Cosmic horror, could it hear me?
Weeping during day?
It limps and drips and crumbles
Waiting for a chance to strike
And when it does, it whispers its name
Firm while quiet and still
With one talon, it traces his face
Like a feather in the wind
So gentle, but tearing flesh right there
Its tendrils rise like praying hands
Reaching for something new