Ordinary day
- Andrew Bedell
- Mar 15, 2017
- 1 min read
Tremors under foot and your world crumbles all that you hold dear washes away waves of fear cone over you bringing sorrow and dismay This desolation brings you to your knees you fight to stay alive. In the ruins the blood is flowing all that you can do is weep so many lost souls on this ordinary day.
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