Domfield Street

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A little idea I had before sleeping.

Submitted: March 04, 2014

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Winer breeze, on a dark rainy night. On a alley known for its murders, was about to taste new blood again. This is a street with low police enforcement, where gang fights are as usual as waking up, and crime is almost a habit. It has no public lights during the night, but it has the light from the guns, this place is so nasty, most corpses aren't even dumped.

The gun fired in the night, followed by several others, this was the normal shooting protocol here, assured the targets death. The mobsters left, finished what they began, and left the body to rot. No more than two minutes another gang came, with their own target, they finished quick and left that way, no one spent time to mourn the dead, or even burry them, business is business, probably.

No one knowns the origin of the street or it's weird name, this place has no fields or no doms. The most used theory on this matter, was that it was a surname, but nothing is certain. The only fact thats known is: No government build this road. It is said that they build this street using an older one, some say it is haunted, others even say aliens! Believe what they believe, say what they say, this street is a weird one, Domfield Street.


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