Death

Im Scared,
because i can smell it
all i can think is
death is near
you hear it
you smell it
DAmn someone got shot!
why he do that, why he say that?
dont do that, dont say that
'POP'
your death is here

by Mysharae Jackson

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Comments (2)

The sense of looking over your shoulder, expecting something, rides powerfully through this piece. Rgds, Ivan
interesting work..thanks Denise F.