A Death Scene
This poem is pretty much lame but if you care to read it then you won't regret. Please just read it and tell me what you think about it...please...that's all I ask.
Covered in blood
Not able to speak
"How could this happen?"
I gave out a shriek.
I turned around
But saw no one in sight
I got on my knees
And stared at him with fright.
Not saying a sound
Not a breathing breath
In his pocket, a letter I found,
It was a threat.
"Tell of our doings,
And we'll send you to hell,
Tell who we are
And your family dies as well"
Not able to speak
"How could this happen?"
I gave out a shriek.
I turned around
But saw no one in sight
I got on my knees
And stared at him with fright.
Not saying a sound
Not a breathing breath
In his pocket, a letter I found,
It was a threat.
"Tell of our doings,
And we'll send you to hell,
Tell who we are
And your family dies as well"
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