Death Wave
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Caroline Quach, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2018
Shoving, sobbing, snapping
Tower over everything in its way...
A petrifying creature in every creatures eyes
Crashing, crashing
Feeling frustrated yet pained as if a bullet shot through his heart
A wound had appeared..
He quickly became more violent as objects from the shore
Came his way.
Dead bodies appeared before his very eyes
Soon, he had realised what he had done.
Deleterious monster.