Stranger

by DyingOneTearAtATime   Oct 26, 2005


Blood drips from the stranger's face
no one there except him & me
a battle for the keg
he was in
his glazed over eyes
look at nothing
not even me
the blood keeps dripping
i stair and wonder
'why does he not blink?'
his eyes turn to red
as first mornings sunlight
hits his eyes
not one blink comes
'how long has i been standing here
with this carnage beside me
still bleeding away?'
i wonder in silent
as i start to run away
like all hell
is chasing me
i come to a river
running so deep
RED
BLOOD
is it on me?
can u see it?
TELL ME PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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