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End of War

By Kristy23, North East, PA

Sitting in a silenced room
Cannot hear or see
What is happening to me?
A high-pitched scream comes from behind
My partners dead
Just in time
I feel a trickle of blood down my face
And in my mouth I can taste
The bitter taste of blood and hate
That’s when I began it suffocate
Losing all control I soon see
A blinding light in front of me
I open my mouth and try to shout
Yet not a thing can come out
Here it is this is my fate
I shed a tear that’s filled with hate
As I slowly give in to death
I nod my head and hope for the best
As the depths of darkness draw me in
I brace myself for what’s within

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