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Poem By Evan Skora

Thousands upon thousands,
People noticed,
People cried,

I was standing on the surface of a building
When the wind blew my face gently,
Comforting wishes
The oceans breath.

There are people over-joyed,
There are people crying,
There are people waiting,
To see.

The rhythm of my footsteps,
Ringing gently through my ears,
The distance before,
Seems so much longer.

My vision is gone,
Only memories flow,
Memories of you.

I can feel the ground nearing,
I can hear the screams
I can taste the blood
I can...

An angels song,
I can feel nothing,
I can hear nothing,
I can taste nothing.

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