Screeches ran throats sore
They all saw it
The blue eyes simmer with red
The green eyes fill with shock
Her wrists thumped pain
His fingers pushed anger
Writhing mapped the streets
They stood on a corner
But not near the alley
Clenched teeth spat bitter words
And pumping lungs breathed disbelief
Eye to eye
Their stare met
''Just go home'' he impatiently roared
''No'' she persisted
Tears streamed
And his feet just walked away
Breathless, distraught
But now
When she passes
It's where she lies: broken inside
He doesn't realise
So the future burns on.




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