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Applecharm11 Starhorse


Hi! I love writing about animals, fantasy and just expressing myself through words. 'A painting paints a thousand words' so why not a thousand words form a painting?

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Hi! I write for hobby and for escaping troubles. I love to write as I get to 'live through' the stories I improvise on the spot. It makes me able to feel and be someone else in a world where I can change anything.I hope my words can make a difference


May 10, 2016


Funny how from one moment you're smiling
at the dinner table with your family
sharing laughs and news of the day
and mother's delicious steak

To the next you wake in debris
and smoke fills your eyes and lungs
nothing but blood is tasted on your tongue
and the taste of dust settling

You cough, slowly rising from the bits of cement
the air is stale, the area in a sudden shroud of silence
all the cheers of the neighbours's kids are stolen
the singing of birds cut off

Its a horrible silence
for once, you feel yourself alone
with a voice so hoarse, you croak for help
and no one but your own echo answers

Your legs feel like jelly, your hands scarred and cut
the blood trickling down your head blinds you for a second
but you ignore it, you're too in shock
to care about the splitting pain in your head

You call a little louder
your echo answers you
not a trace or a sign of life rises to your call
you're on the ground, which is odd since you're house is on the with floor

For a second you can hear the squeaks of your brother
squeezed out of a pile of rubble
you force yourself to run
but a large rock beats you there

Not a cry or a sound is heard after that
you look around, in this carnage, this destruction
the earth around looks like its been screaming
jaws parted in a howling wail

The scene completely changed
the feelings, emotions, pain
all buried beneath the debris, with your loved ones
This, is an earthquake


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  • May 10, 2016 - 12:30am (Now Viewing)

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