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Hit & Run

When you see a life form discarded
Trash on the side of the road
Killed by a monster on wheels
Crushed and taken in brutal form.

Four legs become nothing
No running or walking to destinations away
No hunting or playing
The hunter became the huntress and the hunter became prey.

Light to black they no longer see
Traveling blindly
Until something stops them
No longer to they go
No longer they're heart beats thrums
The rhythm gone
A broken drum.



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freepersonThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Jul. 17, 2013 at 6:37 pm
And they also go to Heaven, btu yeah it is sad... :)
 
GraphicWriter This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jul. 20, 2013 at 2:32 pm
they go to heaven, if you believe in heaven, not all do, I'm pretty sure I don't. I just feel like that energy of life is recycled back into the world, and goes into something else that is growing.
 
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