Firey end

by master of shadow   Feb 13, 2006


Water runs to blood,
specters speak,
statues cry,
and people burn,
turn to ash while running,
burn up on the spot,
in a golden glow,
and they are no more,
the air heavy with burning flesh,
the sickening smell,
hangs in the atmosphere,
thick and heavy,
hot and damp,
over powering smell of death,
as more people fall,
burn up running,
reduced to ash,
and blown away on the wind.

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the title of this is terrible i know.... but i couldn't think of one, so suggestions would be appreciated.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Fallen~Tears

    I Liked it.. for the name maybe something like "hell".. thats just what it reminds me of.. that and the holocaust.. anyways it was really great kinda disturbing but nice.. 5/5

    ~!*FallenTears~!*
    ~!*Meaghen~!*

  • 18 years ago

    by Kylead

    Good poem and dont waste yur time on crimson room two i am completely redoing it anyhow i gave this one a 4/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Passionate

    Well the title is actually ok, it seems like the holocaust. also it seems a bit scattered, is there any way you can pull it all in? it's fair though.

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