Author: Feathered Fiends PM
every sensation of living inside there has been brought to lightRated: Fiction T - English - Words: 67 - Published: 06-10-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2529853
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I taste the sour notes upon my tongue as I swallow my own throat whole
and listen to terrified screams ignite beyond this empty home.
The room feels cold and empty and the walls are made of ice.
I watch the flames take cover from the noble sacrifice.
I smell my sweat and lingering sense of dread
as the worries still pound and puncture through my head.