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in a dimly lit room in the middle of nowhere.

it hung like a sack of potatoes from the ceiling, it hung; looking simply heavy. many people came in the room saying what a shame what a shame what a shame what a shame shame shame... They stood there all just looking up together. up! look up! look up. the women were just crying and the men tried to comfort them. but still... for a very long time, not a soul did anything except stare up... After a long while, they slowly moved to try to untie the ropes, still sobbing over the lifeless...
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Written by
aspen
American
Published
Apr 7, 2011
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42·94
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This is just a freaky brainchild of mine. Its meant to use both the structure of the stanza and the specific-to-the-situation imagery to tell a story. Each six line stanza is in the shape of a capital letter. Hopefully it teases your brain a little bit, and even leaves you speechless.

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