The Night of Our Pride

[Skrappybiskit]

"The Night of our Pride"[/u]

She was a borderline insomniac,
often calling at 2 am,
when the moon has fallen off
the edges of earth.

It's the shelling, she would
say. Both sides hate eachother,
and you can hear them
when the eyes
close.

She told me we are all diplomats
with our cute converstations,
but we are also
assassins, hell-bent
on the quick cut.

Sometimes silence. Sometimes a
sigh. But always the same thought,
that in the night of our
pride, there are no
good men.

Skraps

[enemy anemone]

wow, I like this. it is vivid and compelling, and I can almost hear it when I read it.

[beautifulmess]

I envy your talent, Skraps.