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Sep 2014
they see me,
when I was stranded in the dark,
trying to heal slowly,

stupid morons,
in one quick motion,
all I see was red,

with their rapid and short scream,
exhaling their last breathe,
all I see were a few lifeless bodies,
empty eyes staring back at me,
challenging me,
only if I dare,

well, they can't see me now.

*- n.t
nina temple
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