Surrounded

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A dream I had.

Submitted: March 17, 2007

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Its dark.

Still growing darker.

One thing I see:

The Shadow.

Who is it?

Whos there?

The call echoes throught the hall like the chorus of a thousand angels.

A scream.

The blood.

It lingers in the night.

The salty air is stained with the metallic taste, the smell.

Another is gone.

The scream is still there.

Who's there?

Who is it?

Her throat ripped out, her lifes red blood.

Dying.

Dying.

The light.

In her eyes, the light.

It's fading.

Gone.

Gone.

Who is it?

Who's there?

The boy.

His blue eyes, wrenched out of his small head.

Too young to understand.

He's dying.

Dying.

The sleeper, the one is left.

She, me.

Bones broken, the dust is left.

Dying.

Dying.

Dead.

Who is it?

Who's there?


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