Afterlife

by Splashley   Apr 7, 2010


The sirens go off
I hear you scream
I grab for your hand
I can't see
My eyes are fogged
A stench is rising
I scream your name
I start crying
The building collapses
Firemen shout
They use the hose
To drown the flames out
We both burn
Holding each other
At least we'll be
In the afterlife together..

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