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Fear

When the lit match fell everyone ran for cover.
Time went in slow motion.
Once the match hit the ground someone was smiling and laughing at our fear.
Gaining power.
Watching us hide from what we thought was the end.
Why are we afraid to die?
That fear makes us weak and makes people power hungry.
But then we looked past the man of power, surprised to see that match had turned the town behind him into an inferno.
I see mothers dying with children in their arms.
The screams and the cries roared through my ears.
Almost no one survived but one man came running towards us angry art the man who killed so many.
Slowly burning to death right in front of my eyes.

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Sami

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  • Naridill
    January 28

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    Dark and intense - your words are stark and you have driven such imagery from this piece.

    Thanks for entering,

  • Winterbirdie
    October 29, 2007
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    that is... very scary...