Murderer Poem by Luke Gray

Murderer



Murder
Footsteps behind
Creeping softly, slowly
Heart beats fast, pounding faster
Fear rises from inside, escaping out
Legs moves fast, images blur
An ear piercing scream rises
A gleam of light
Blood spills
Dead

Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: scared
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