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i get so caught up in the sky sometimes i didnt realize until it was too late

the sun is now hidden

the clouds have gone grey

The storm lasts forever

with the wind as sharp as razors

that never seems to stop

an eathquake begins to arrupt and breaks the town in two

leaving rubbles where the buildings stood

and fragments of bone of the ones who were trapped

a fire breaks loose and burns all that is left

leaving nothing but a tiny flame

of what once was a beating heart of a girl

my eyes begin to water

and my strength begins to weaken

as i watch the final flame flicker 

and a single tear drop

falls from my face and smothers the remants of the fire

The town wasn't strong enough 

and neither was the girl

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