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Panic

Panic causes her hands to grow icy cold

The body lays before her upon the floor

She has murdered him through her words and deeds

Masterfully he has taken the lies to heart

Burned inside the death grip he has around his neck, he sqeezes

Coldness run's up and down his spine

A woman who is angered by him lays upon the ground

Panic causes him to run away and hide today

A child now grown to a man he sees the blackness in their hearts

Ice runs down the walls of the building, they are in hell now


written by: Derrick A Jasper June 9th 2015

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