Gun Shot Wound

October 17, 2011
By Kaitlyn Scully BRONZE, New City, New York
Kaitlyn Scully BRONZE, New City, New York
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In dire need of oxygen,

Frantic and scared.

Blackness hovers and suffocates me,

Pain and dread for what comes next

Lungs pierced

Heart fragile,


Noises fade,


Red puddles quickly exit out of the body,

It can no longer go back in.

Death is near,

Pulse dies down,

Heavy weights compress the chest,

No longer able to push them off.

Feel limp,

And lifeless,

All I need is air.

The author's comments:
I am interested in mysterious, twisted stories nd poetry, so I got inspired to write this one.

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on Oct. 20 2011 at 8:24 pm
RebeccaJoy DIAMOND, Springville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Sometimes it's kinda fun to do the impossible." -Walt Disney
"Go live your dream"-Disney's Tangled

I love writting poems like this, you did a good job.

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