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Sep 2012
The smell in the air, Iron, Rusty.
Choppers buzzing.
Neighbors stirred
awkwardly standing
amazed.
Senseless anger unleashed
robbing the day of it's peace.
Red lights flashing,
Screaming,
announcing the horror.
silently escaping
life, reaching.
The tape is unwound
sealing us out.
Innocence forgotten.
A lost dog in the park
looking for his friend
stops.
An empty pair of shoes.
Anxious numbness
is all that remains.
Janette Anneliese Matthews
Written by
Janette Anneliese Matthews  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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