As the darkness of the evil night cloaks buildings and city  lights,
her tired soul drowned in the sea of strong, weakening beer bites.
Unknown he led her into a dark corridor, t’was too late to fight.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Mike Wilson

In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales Week Thirty-Six.

If you want to join, here are the simple rules:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so we can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂 I will catch up on your lovely poems tomorrow. I’ve been snowed under with work and webinars this weekend. I’m surprised my brain hasn’t oozed out of my ears. I hope you had a great weekend my friend.


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