By: Shuning Ooi (School of Chemical Eng. and Analytical Science)
Competition Year: 2016
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There were nights
when thunder bellowed through the windows
and raindrops fell like silver coated darts
she sat in bed, covers drawn
lost in thought.

There were nights
when the shadows stirred
nostalgia seeped through the ceilings
and cascade
down the bedroom walls.

Her nightmares haunted
ghosts from her grotesque past
faces she vowed
to never see again.

She would wake up
her screams echoing the room
darkness fills her lungs
limbs, too painful to move.

Outside, street lights would not stop flickering
the stars
were nowhere to be seen.

And the night sky
a phantom black looming over her scars
would soon devour her heart.
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