The chase is over
The game is won
Yet now the prize lays unclaimed
The victor shouts in triumph
The loser backs off into the distance
The prize lays behind feeling like a consolation
Challengers are very few but are not rare
The victor takes his prize in the end but it seems as if he is pretending
Unless he does not like to brag, and yet the prize feels still so worthless
Was the chase not so short lived
Maybe the victor would bask in the glow of the prize or at least take notice
The prize is left wondering where to go from here...
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I'm noticing that your spelling abilities are above-average for someone your age. I just hope that one day all of your commas don't burn up! :)
You seem to be pretty inspired lately, as far as with the writing. All of the sudden, four new posts, very creative, very emotional, flowing pretty well from what I can tell.
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