"Listen, listen to my whine, this melancholy tune of mine. Listen to my bitter wail, the sachrine sweetness of my tale... Listen to my lonesome moan, my longing soul, all on my own." Dancing dead in the summer's air, The Sirens of Trafalgar Square.
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Ahhh...the prompt was Blitz. Why Blitz? I've always had an irrational fear with that part of history. And I couldn't escape the image of chaos that came to mind as soon as I read the themes for Sukka week. It was the fist picture I started and finished weeks ago, because it was such a powerful theme.
Squint, you'll see AUSukka in there. Oh, and that poem was written by me for a school project ages ago =3