Sunday, April 20, 2008

Death of Zara D.

She was walking all alone.
She know something or someone is following her.
She turned her back;
-- there he was.
She ran.
Trying to find a place to hide.
Trying to find a way to escape.
Everywhere was grilled.

He saw her.
He caught her.
She shouted as loud as she can...
She took a good look at him...
and he stabbed her.

"Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not. Nothing happens unless first a dream but in the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing..."

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