We lit the candles on her cake.
I held the camera up to take
A picture of her blow them out
And heard her father's fearful shout;
"Her hair is on fire! Quick! Help!"
Then Birthday Girl began to yelp
As flames engulfed her little face.
Her birthday dress was burning lace
And no more than a gown on fire.
In seconds raging flames rose higher.
I heard her splutter, released the shutter...
A tragedy - she screamed and cried.
I took the picture as she died.
A contest entry
- The Birthday Massacre!!! by The Reapers Angel.
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beautiful
i loved it!
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