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Death Through My Hero's Eyes
April 25, 2013
That smell
Do you smell that rotting decaying flesh?
That is me.
Do you see me now?
As I lay dying
Pierced by bullets whizzing by
You stepped on me once
He stepped on me twice
I left my loving wife
I lost my living life
What's going to happen now?
How?
Boom
Bang
Pop pop
I see firetruck red then sudden black
I am now dead
Fallen in the trench with my gas mask at my side
Laying in the flower bed
I hope my wife can bide
I am now dead.
© Jordana W., Harmony, MN
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