March 3, 2009
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Rain lands in silence on cold awaiting streets.
As it meshes with blood, a heart lies on its last beat.
Thousands lie dead as they criss-cross the ground.
A deadly pattern is seen, as out rings the sound.
Of gunshots then silence for everyone knows,
The first one to scream is the next one to go.

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xxtennis13xx said...
Sept. 10, 2011 at 2:16 pm

This is amazing! I adore this poem, you should think about entering some other poetry contests; you could easily be published!

I love the rhyming, and the detail and imagery, this is very well written.

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