Dead Poem by Ruben Roldan

Dead



I wake up dazed sweat pouring down my cheeks
I look back I see nothing but I hear the moaning getting closer and closer
I try and get up but fail and fall down on the moist grass
A hot burning liquid runs down my leg
I look down to see a bear trap clamped tightly around my leg
The moaning gets closer and louder
I start to panic and struggle to pull the clamp off my leg
I pry it off and start to get up it's to late
I look up to see the decayed monster reach out for me
His teeth clenched tightly around my neck

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