Around This Place
aroud this place,
people are dying,
escaping their bodies,
flying to the sky.
around this place,
people are crying,
tears of anger,
streaming like rivers.
around this place,
people are pleading,
the words stream out,
like they are bleeding.
around this place,
people are screaming,
sounds of pure pain,
that seem to just linger.
around this place,
people are running,
hysteria has broken,
but this world doesnt notice.
Copyright © Sara Black | Year Posted 2010
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