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Falling

I look
Down.
At the
Ground.
Horrified.

The smoke
Below.
Nothing
Above.

Trapped
In a nightmare
On the
97th floor.

I have two options.
Neither
I want to face.

I look down
Again.
Tears
Blur
My vision.

I step
Over the
Edge.
Bungee
Jumping
Minus the cord.

Falling.
Falling.
Falling.

It
Is
All
Over
Now.

by Sarah Hunt

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Comments (2)

really good, stuck the image in my head and kept it going with the clever placement of words.
Nicely done, kept the reader interested from beginning to end... Scott