Lost – without your presence
in my life
Lost – when you said
your life is only yours
Lost – in that lingering smell
putrid from decay
You will never leave me now.
Head of a dead woman Pablo Picasso
Theis Week Trifextra wants us to use the same word 3 times. A wonderful challenge, and a chance to be morbid.
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November 23, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Picasso was morbid first! You are just following in his footsteps…
Nicely sinister, Björn!
Nice work!
Chilling 33 words, Bjorn! I have chills up and down my spine now!
So morbid. And, as strange as it may be, I absolutely love the morbid, creepy pieces. (:
Ooh, the last line…that’s just creepy!
Real nice, B!
Wow… this was hauntingly sinister… and I loved it! Awesome work! 🙂
Oh,oh-this is sad and frightening at the same time!
Madhura used the words that I was thinking: beautifully sinister. I like how you took it from a sad parting to a crime scene. Well done, sir :)))
Love how you make us go back and read that first line again. Creepily, s/he’s still there. Very nicely done! Thanks for linking up!
Great work
Oh, jeez – that is creepy and beautiful.
Not used to this level of evil from you, Björn! Wow.
Whoa. This is intensely awesome, Bjorn!
Edgar Allan Poe would have been proud! 😀
This gave me chills. The last line really packs a punch. Excellent!
Holy @#*^$! At first I was sad. Now I’m properly creeped out.