Romina SawardClarke

pounding of hooves echoing in silent winds.
haunting houls of wolves standing high silloueted next to the gaping moon.
laughters of the human race sitting patiently at the top of a elaphant.
some wore balacavas hiding their faces from the world.
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Fully grown young men are crowded, waiting to sighn their lives away to the cruilty of war.
Beards shaved.
Suits pressed.
Punctuated applauses are bellowed throughout the crowd.
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strikes can be brutal and can cause devastaion amongst the land.
As i sat there gazing upon the evening lights i imagined this to be all over.
Aches and pains peirced my heart, flikers of elicrtical waves rushed through my spine giving me goose bumps in return.
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Hallucinations haunt my soul daily.
firery figures darted down an alley way
People find it rarther hysterical as i conjure something up in my mind.
Bloodcurdling hallucinations swoop by, fangs drooling with blood ready to suck away my ambitions in life.
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Oh woe to the day and to all who are in it.My life was held in captivity.Rope tied violently around my brused and cut wrist.Everyday suffered a painful and deadly threat.Writhe because of unending pain.My whole entire body jerked as if in a middle of a fit, it felt like volts electrifying your inner cells.

Bandaged from head to toe all the faces looked vaacant and immaculate.Vengence was written all over their faces.
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A lonely disheveled figure walked closely by the sun lit horizon that has the power to transform the city in a beautiful delight.My love please right to me frequently as i have a lock of your hair in my breast side pocket.

I think of you at a frequent basis, renembering your comely face and how we sat on newely fresh grazed grass stroking eachothers soft milky skin.
Even now i can feel your rough cloths against mine, Oh how i wish we could return to our usal lifestyle and engulf one anothers love and let me once again show my deepest devotion.
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