Helplessly screamed out for the reasons of such
torture
Begging that it wasn't time
But she couldn't hear the cries through the noise of the crimson
waterfall
And the sharpness of the pitch black room mocked her
while she held out a small light
to focus on the task at hand
The sound of the Earth spinning on its axis
becomes amplified
She finally hears and recognizes the voice
yelling
'NO!' is her own soul
But by then
The light is out
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
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