rumors of a killA Poem by Alfred Kukitzzero breathrumors of a kill been round heard rumors of a kill a man facing down breath nearly gone aside of me voices talk kill, death, gone from the planet a good man at twenty the air leaves his lungs he’s sure to rot soul to heaven or valhalla been round heard he likes his myths. © 2017 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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