WRITING OBSTACLE
Broken
Lungs
Poison
Write a crime report from a fantasy world using these three words.
Bitter Air
In a city of neon,
with broken hearts and colder tongues,
she walks alone with poison dreams
curled quiet in her lungs.
The night inhales her shadow
and coughs her name in smoke,
a prayer lost to sirens,
a memory she never spoke.
Each breath, a little dagger,
each step, a thread unwound—
she’s stitched from fallen starlight
and silence she never found.
So she whispers to the darkness,
not hoping to be heard:
“Even poison feels like comfort
when you’ve swallowed every word.”
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