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Oct 2018
A shadow of a man passed by
I did not saw his face
but a knife was trans pierce
through my heart

a dead woman in my dream screamed
I  woke up with a gleam of light
peeking through the window
I looked outside and saw a widow

staring at me so strange
her face was so familiar
the woman in my dreams
could it be? Is my dream real,
is the widow her?

Is my head just messing with me?
I looked back at my window
the widow was gone and was replaced
with a friend who I trusted
the most with my life

Could it be? Is my friend the KILLER?
It couldn't be? funny thou i'm like in a thriller
a movie where the girl gets killed by a friend
who was really the killer in the end
This really leaves me so many Questions,
And still no answers in mind
Written by
Anne Quinn  18/F
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