Nightmare

The sound of screams, 
the sight of blood, 
the smell of sulfer and gasoline... 
The warm tears, 
the throbbing pain, 
the sense of fear... 
Then I awake 
only to close my eyes once more 
how much more can I take!?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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