DirtDirt shouldn't move like thatswallowing a corpseand crushing down on themdirt should be lightnot heavyHearts puncturedbore holesand as they all get time to healmine is filled with dirtdirt that makes its self into mudand fills the holesand never lets them healjust preserves them.I watchedandIt's not fair.I should be in the holeit was my faultmy mistakeso why am I watching thiswhen it should be meme thrown into the holewith curses and scowlsnot tears.All I can say I'm sorrybut what good does that do?you're goneyou're deadand I'm hereyou shouldn't have to care less.Dirt shouldn't move
Prop-fragment UNEDITED SRC.Prosper pulled himself up onto his feet, peering over the wall of their veiled refuge. He bit down on his lip to keep himself contained. He saw the soldiers clad in their heavy equipment, their jaws all tight- merciless. Moments before, he had watched them march into the market place- stiff and strictly in command. He had watched with his younger brother, Aren, close at his side, as the entire market, which had been buzzing with life and energy, became deathly still. Every ones focus was analogous and not a single word was uttered as they advanced in. Struck still with trepidation and the inevitability of the situation no one had been abl