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Blood

POW POW POW Screams from a voice This voice sounds innocent This voice sound fragile A shot from a shadow Which you can't seem to make out How the blood rush from her back to her leg As she tries to run The she hears another sound from the gun Just in a nick of time she drops to the ground The laughter of the killer gets louder and louder She wants to believe its a dream but the pain from her back began to sink She slowly tries to breathe and capture a picture in her mind from this creep As she opens her eyes she sees the man she loved was her killer he was going to be the death of her I realize that girl with blood dripping from her back is me

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