An/ Yet another poem I made when hyper on Cocoa Crispies. Told from Lina's point of view. ENJOY! - The Town

I left it

Quickly

Quietly

Sadly

Swiftly I left

Till on the crest of a hill

I slowly turned round

And with the flip of a wrist

A flick of a finger

A flash of a smile

And a deafening boom

The town was no more