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Fire Alarm

As the floor below crumbled and burned,
the boy in the bed shivered and turned.
The fire sneaked through a crack in the door,
it devoured the boy's room, scouring for more.
The victim still lay there, resting it's head,
no mercy was given, the boy was dead.
Written by SirCJRhinoscooter
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