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Moonlit Maroon

I could count the stars that night
I could see the fury
The people, crying, from the fright
The snow a falling flurry
And I ran into the blackness
My body panicking, screaming, falling into a dark abyss
And I fell into the crisp coldness
Of a river eneveloped in sadness
And then my mind blacked out
As I fled the scene
Swimming towards nowhere
My tears a tainted stream
I am the confusion
I am the one
I am the illusion
That shot the person's gun
And the water of the river
Turned a bloody red
A cold and bitter shiver
Escaped the ones who bled
I, the one, that ended very soon
Was bathed in humans' regrets
The liquid of moonlit maroon

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  • Whispered Secrets
    July 22, 2007

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    I think this poem is very dramatic, I like the alliteration throughout the poem. The best part of the poem, to me, was the ending because it went very smoothly and leaves a chill.

    Good write.