Earthquake
It was a still dark night,
I awoke with a sudden fright.
There was a loud constant roar,
something was happening to the floor.
My bed was moving all around,
the house was making a loud creaking sound.
I pinched myself am I awake,
bloody hell it's an earthquake.
Tango
Poetry by Tango
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Written on 2010-11-20 at 23:41




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