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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Whose is that hat lying sideways on the ground? What about the bloody shoe with nothing else around? The ominous absence of the crowds that usually roam, Stepping over puddles and things that once were owned. Such disparity to hear the ringing cell phones stuck on repeat, A worried friend? A distraught mother? Someone praying it’s not their brother! The shock must be retreating Because quickly the fear is superseding Painful memories begin to emerge, it’s all coming back in a violent surge distorted screams, running, running, I’m down, come back! don’t leave me here all alone to react I can hear the loud popping approaching from behind My time has come, I don’t want to die, My Adrenaline is at an all-time high! Someone pulls me up, but I can’t hear what he’s saying Is it safe here? we hide in fear, hoping he’s not too near! Sirens wailing, bodies shaking, people moaning, bodies aching Armed officers rush over, my adrenaline is dissolving This night has changed us in no way worth describing. Help me brain, forget this day, make me numb to this pain Yellow tape all around, empty slugs all over the ground Bodies draped in fresh white linen, now crimson red-soaked sheets Underneath a thick like syrup, seeping toward my feet. What seems to be over is just the beginning of a horrid dream A hellish nightmare on an endless loop of suffering So many questions that can't be found... Whose is that hat lying sideways on the ground?
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