A Challenge, a Choice and Chance
In the face of flying flames
and fiery fire.
This will be my dearest
drive and desire:
being blind to the bruises
of the burning building,
and while other are
roaming and running;
without shaking in the
midst shadow and shouts,
I will put up an
outstanding outlook to get
out
the one thing that means
the whole world to me,
and that would be my
notepad, isn't that crazy?
I'm sure I won't swap my
love and life for a notepad,
but I owe the world a great
glow to make them glad.
Written for a contest titled
'' A Last Chance''
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