Dear Diary.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Loot
A scream rose inside
Loud, thick, strong it cried
It sizzled, coursed through every vein
Yesterday stood so tall
Today had a fall
Now to meet my own gaze is pain
All things I lay eyes on
turn to soot.
My heart is ashes,
I crash and burn.
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