Shapes shine strangely
Steamed sizzle sparkly
Stones scintillatingly show
So sellers start smiling
Since successfully selling
Stealing saps sorrowful souls
About the Creator
Katie Lewis
I am a mother of 2 beautiful girls. I am the soul provider in my family. I am a retail manager and a worship leader at my church.
I took English as my secondary major and musical theatre was first. I write stories, songs and poems.
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Midnight
60 seconds… 59 seconds… Time was slipping through his fingers, though he clawed at the falling grains of sand, he could not stop the hourglass from flowing. Around him, the silence was deafening. He had taken over every screen in the command centre, putting the terrible seconds before the terrified eyes of his friends and comrades.
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