"Prim,"
My sibling's
Name
Echoes
As my heart stops.
The thought of pure,
Precious, little Prim
Being slaughtered
In the Hunger Games
Killed me.
Tears
Forcing to well
In the pockets of my eyes,
I volunteer
To take Prim's place.
The save her.
As I take one farewell gaze
Into everyone's eyes,
That tell me
Goodbye,
Forever.