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May 17, 2005 19:32

its may 17th and we get out less then 2 weeks.. you dont understand how happy that makes a lil military girl.. haha well im going to miss people here though.. but anyways i wrote a new poem or i found one of my old ones

Waken by a noise of shatter
Hereing the noise of a nightmare
Fears outburst late in the night
The two hold eachother in bed, holding eachother tight
He watches her eyes fill up
He watches her last tears fall
He watches the spot of the pillow become damp
They here the burst of the bedroom door
He holds her in his chest
But the nightmare is standing with what they fear
It fires
He feels her break loose
He watches the misery drip down her
He watches the spot of his bed sheets fill with color
He watches her die
But then
There is another fire
They will never wake up from their nightmare.
By me
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