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minuColbe
February 19, 2011
Keep pushing forward.
Sacrifice everything.
Forget the voices around you.
Feel the darkness around you, pulsing.
Engulfing you.
Swallowing you.
Down a sick, pestilent gullet
in one desperate move to prove you exist
Too late now
Cold steel in your hand, chilling a hardened heart
Strike it and you would feel a bruise spread across your fingers.
Too late as you cross halls
seeing faces, blurry faces, foreign faces.
The walls are closing in,
doors shutting,
windows slamming,
Raise your arm…
…and ignite the Chaos
Columbine
© Megan S., Marblehead, MA
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This article has 3 comments.
Shadowfoxz DIAMOND said...
on Apr. 19 2011 at 9:34 pm
I agree with Sierra, the imagery was tense, chaotic, and very emotional. I enjoyed this.
blondiej said...
on Mar. 16 2011 at 3:22 pm
This touched me so deeply. It brought me back, immediately, to the sadness of that hollow day. You're a gifted writer.
SierraBell said...
on Mar. 16 2011 at 11:01 am
Intense description of emotional desperation. Nicely done!
