Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

Mis-cast

I fear to have overdrawn you, and your words;
Seen in you lights that merely flickered,
Eyes that danced when times were pretty,
And a heart that lingered long enough to read me.

No doubt, you certainly could be so equipped,
Yet lacking luster for my petty script,
I cannot blame; I had not known,
To save the script but leave the cast alone.

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