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Death
Contributed by
Chicken
on
Thursday, 19th September 2002 @ 08:28:39 PM in AEST
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Our eyes were opened, but too late.
While we slept, a piercing cry split the silence.
Powerless to still our own anguish,
We tried to console ourselves,
But it was in vain.
Madness was taking possession of us all.
We could see the barbed wire
Flames gushed into the black sky.
Those whose numbers had been noted
Stood abandoned by the whole world.
Too thin, too weak,
Some were weeping in silence...
We saw smoke rising from the chimney,
A silent death ran down our spines.
We were unable to breathe
Throught the wall of dying people.
We tried to rid ouselves of our invisible assassin
But death scarcely needed any help.
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Chicken
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2002-09-19 20:28:39]
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Re: Death
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by ginsdance on
Sunday, 6th October 2002 @ 01:20:13 PM AEST
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Umm... hun... are you ok??? Great write... but a little morbid. Thanks for posting it though. I'm trying to keep up with your mind... a little impossible.. but I'm trying!!!
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Re: Death
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by ladyfawn on
Tuesday, 28th January 2003 @ 10:42:08 PM AEST
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| Excellent! |
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