Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXXVIII
Karma's a Bitch. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
STRIKE
The lights flicker
Time to move quicker
Clock begins to chime
I’m running out of time
Can you hear the sound
Of my heart begin to pound
Lightning flashes in the sky
Hide, ah it’s too late to even try
What was that?
Oh, it was just a rat~
Uh, no I’ve been spotted
In the blink of an eye
The lightning strikes again
I love the smell of rain
I can’t breathe
Where’d that rat go?
I’m running out of air
Right in my own lair.
So, this is what I get?
I guess~ you never forget—
Is it too late to say sorry?
-*heart begins to beat very slowly*
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