Yes, this was on my other account, so it's not plagerized, it was originally written by me, and I decided to put it up here.
Angelica's Cittagazze
She runs, bare feet pounding on the pavement
The shimmers, invisible demons, glide towards her
A wild scream fills the still night air
Muffled by the Spectres, they envelop her
She retches; it is a strange nausea of the soul
Sweet memories flash through her anguished head
Dim faces dot her reverie
She sees a child race towards her, a boy
Hair a wild ginger colour
Eyes wild
He shakes her arm, she knows no more
She slumps to the ground dimly
He kicks her in his anguish
She feels no pain, only emptiness
And the Cittagazze sky continues to burn