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My Worlds Disaster

I can see the red flames from afar
smoke rising
slowly growing
causing people to run about
I can hear the yelling and screaming
the crackling of flames
the falling of everything around
I can taste the ash that floats by
the dirt that’s flying up
the wind that’s blowing about
I can feel the ground shake
the wind becoming stronger
every thing's crumbling
every thing's gone
This Is My world
Written by howardc2838 (Chandra)
Published | Edited 28th Apr 2011
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