Who Knows

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: February 03, 2017

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The cold September night wind
Running through a meadow 
to its end
The trees lay still and silent
Beating heart trys to escape
The echo in the air 
Bullet penetrating the hip
Screaming as the ground smacks into bone 
Hands that try to smother the pain
Worm liquid red paint
Wrapping around scared fingers
Body shaping to form
Words and phrases 
can't perform 
Leaves crush against running feet
Here they come
Killers with their hounds
Gun echo's in the twilight
Fire licks away the flesh between shoulder blades
Another echo to let there pears know
One of hells devil's is leaving Here
There screams there cheers
There Screams
that are like deep wind
There cheers
That are hope and laughter
The crying boy who stands quite
In the distends there
As the trees fade into darkness
As the wounds seem to heal
As the sound of the men disappear
Last the air to say his good-by
And death the first to say hello
But on earth who knows


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