Smeared
I came upon a
blood smeared road
Of flesh and skin
and crushed bone
I collected the vision
of what it could be
Piecing together
deaths mystery
The town appeared
shovel in hand
Scraped the remains
threw down sand
I said a simple prayer
For the bloodstained smear
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