Nightmare.

November 26, 2011
By ElyseLevasseur GOLD, Dollard-Des-Ormeaux, New York
ElyseLevasseur GOLD, Dollard-Des-Ormeaux, New York
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Their faces are melting.
They become distorted.
Tied together
Skin melds together.
I wait with the murderer,
a friend I once knew.
Where are the men
who will cure the now dead?
Where are the alarms meant to sound?
He set them on fire.
I wait with the murderer
who feels no remorse.


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