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Pink Cheeks

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You lean closer
In your ear I whisper
"He's here"
Tears spill down pink cheeks
Eyes rim with red
Memories crash down around us
But I take your hand
And hold it tight
I listen to your breath
It sounds just as strained as mine
The door opens
And our captor
Shows his malevolent face
Lips turned up into
A terrifying smile
Our breath stops
My unoccupied hand
Shakes with anger
And the weight of the gun
I lift my arm
His grin turns into a smirk
His filthy hands reach out
To stop what he thinks
I don't have the power to do
I pull the trigger
And the last thing I see
Is blood that's not mine
Pool underneath me





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Chaloe said...
Jan. 23, 2012 at 3:13 pm
Oh MY LORD! Its so amzing!
 
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