QuicksilverA Poem by Nicole Ashley Pena
His body fell, limp
At least he didn’t die like a wimp His body covered in bullet holes His sister fell loosing control Blood was gushing Tears were rushing Quicksilver died a hero He will be forgotten by zero © 2018 Nicole Ashley PenaAuthor's Note
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Added on May 14, 2018 Last Updated on May 14, 2018 Author
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