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Prompt 4. The Fault In Our Stars

Brothers

Drops
Of rain
Water
Caressing my wounded skin

Spark
Ignites
Fire
Apparently cleansing my sins

Help
River
Drowning!
My armor is pulling me down

Stop
Hurts
Burning!
I think I’d much rather drown

Dead
Comrades
Lying
Lifeless on
The riverbank

Kill me
Spare the others
They were just obeying my
Command

I’m sorry
Please
Forgive me
For losing the battle, my friends

Huh
Total
Darkness
Is it really
The end?

I wonder
Where
My brother is
I wonder if he is all right

My final thoughts
Are about
My brother
My source of candescent
Light

I kept him safe when we were younger,

I love him with all that I am.

His smile always made me stronger.

No matter what, he’d understand.

It’s a shame that this war made us part—

It’s a shame I can’t bid him goodbye—

It’s an evident fault in our stars
If you, too, had to die.

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