In a Hole Till Death

October 21, 2008
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Stench of rotting flesh

Beneath the blood-soaked soil

Buried in dirt

Hidden from uniformed weapon-armed men

Hiccups emit from the sobbing girl

Tears roll down like a river

Her face caked with grime

Clothes shredded to bits

Almost in her birthday suit

Blood drips down from her dirt-covered skin

"Please, God, save me from here!" she pleads

Crunching sound

Footsteps,her breath hitch

White,the sound of a gun

A tear drop falls last as her blood spreads

Eyes of shock and pain

Laying there in agony

in a hole

to sleep

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