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May 27
His eyes sparkling
      with fear,
Because infront of him
       was a spear,
As he moved back,
        his neck,
Touched the door,
   He couldn't move back more,
He tried the handle,
And the swish of air blowed the candle,
All went in vain,
  He screamed with pain,
BC spear went straight into his chest,
  Oh! What , i can't do rest,
Further he thought,
   It was a nightmare i ought,
Mariya Jawed
Written by
Mariya Jawed  13/F/Karachi, Pakistan
(13/F/Karachi, Pakistan)   
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