Black to Light

January 5, 2010
By Life_or_Death GOLD, Troy, Michigan
Life_or_Death GOLD, Troy, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
Do not follow a path, but make your own and leave a trail.


Blackness surrounds me,
Black figures moving around me
Firing my gun five times
I hear a screech, loud enough
To make my ears bleed.

Then everything goes silent
I scream but cannot hear myself
The blackness fades,
Little by little,
So I can see the hot desert
That surrounds me.

Then a bright light comes over me
My eyes are blinded by the light
And an angel comes from that place
And says to take her hand.


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