-I wake up and I'm cold
-My eyes began to open
-And my vision clears up
-I'm out side, in a forest
-Every things wet
-Like it rained
-But there's something different
-Its sticky
-Then I realize
-I am surrounded
-But there not moving
-Not one of them
-There isn't a sound in the sky
-Or a movement in the air
-The cool soft green moss
-Has been panted red
-Standing up and feeling wobbly
-I make my way around the lifeless armed bodys
-Lying on the red and green moss
-And take in my surroundings.
-As I look more carefully
-I notice more armored bodys
-And these are pined to trees
-Like ordamants haning
-And a look of terror on all of them.
-I examine my body....
-Red splattered everywhere
-But not a single scrape
-Bump or bruze on me
-Then I realize
-The slightest taste of the red in my mouth,
-And my heart beets faster
-I look at my hands again
-Very shaky
-And no memories
-I say almost in a whisper
-"What have I done?!?"
Haha
[3/27/07]
you say you didnt lie
oh no not once
i knw this isnt true
maybe its just a hunch
but im not intirely stupid
or blonde out of my mind
i may be a little slow
but i will get it if you give me time
you kind of screwed me over
and left me haning there
well now at least im sober
no longer with a care
because the moment you gave me room
my eyes began to wonder
another great adventure
i was ready to plunder
and then i layed eyes on him
the cutest of them all
tossed you in the recycle bin
and now im having a ball
By:Krystyna Luke
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