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May 2015
One day I was walking in the park
Seeing kids laughing, playing over joy my heart.
Saw this boy playing with his toys
And making the weirdest noises.
But there was simply nothing in his hands
Seeing kids swinging, jumping over the fiery sand.
I can see and feel that there thing going wrong around me, as the smoky fog start to smog the air, felt my world is about to despair.
Feeling the earth shaking, leaves are rising but the branches are falling, as the appalling keep calling my name.
Is this a dream or this became my reality
Hope I don’t lose my sanity.
Trying to get out of the situation
But it keeps coming like I’m their congregation.
Seeing dogs fighting, biting over a **** treat
As pieces of their flesh beneath my feet.
I look to the other side and see this beautiful little girl
As her eyes start to shine like pearls.
Holding fire on the palm of her hands
As her silences try to break free and reach this secret land.
She scream in agony pain when the flames start to crawl melt her flesh as her brain strains from her boiling skull.
Tears start to sink from my eyes
As blood drips down from the skies.
Need to escape my mind
Before I have this thought of suicide.
Too much horror to bear
Someone wake me up form this nightmare.
Don’t let this dream become my reality.

**By Jacob Cuadro
A dream I had
Jacob Cuadro
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