White RabbitA Poem by blurredAnother ancient poemLoud- ratcheting around the scenery, Gunshots ringing, the message very clear With his life-threatening machinery, So turn, tail-up, and flee from him in fear, Is what I should do, I know, but I'm stuck Bunny in the headlights, frozen, he won Hear the resounding crack, I'm out of luck Too late to duck or hide or flee or run It hit me You got me It's over You shot me. "My own life flashed before my eyes," they say, -It just isn't true. Just a bright white, to a deep black, no grey Nothing but darkness, no heavenly glow I always knew this thing would end badly, & I'll scream, "Hate to say I told you so." & With those eyes, you'll look at me sadly My tiny heart racing, you walk away. Too scared to look back, at the mess you made, This dramatic red blood on white display No physical pain, I just feel betrayed It hit me You got me It's over You shot me. Hurt, whimpering, my thoughts never leave you & What you did to me, I can't ever forget You did something I never thought you'd do But what you did for me, I can't regret You gave me a reason to keep trying A lie to help me fight another day You cut me so deep that now I'm dying I wish that I could wish it all away.. It hit me You got me It's over You killed me.
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