You are left to fight.
The cries the yells the screams and shouts
Are those people who are out and about
Those people who have just made those sounds are dead
The sounds of the bang the last few seconds that you will remember them for
As the sounds go off, their lives are cut short
You are left to fight
YOU ARE READING
Hunger Games Poems.
FanfictionA/N: [COMPLETE!!!!!!!] A whole book of Hunger Games Poems!!!!! :D Enjoy and may the odds be ever in your favour!!!!! Happy Hunger Games!!!! Roses are white, Nightlock is blue, It's called Catching Fire, Not Hunger Games 2. :D
