The Fireman
Alone and afraid,
In the fire, I cried.
I was losing hope.
I could barely breathe.
How could I survive?
I prayed and prayed.
I yelled for help.
Is this the end?
How can this be?
Me, dying?
God, save me!
Send angel!
Fireman
appeared.
Yes!
051020PSCtest, Diminished Hexaverse, Emile Pinet
Placement: HM
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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