Sucking Chest WoundA Poem by findingmeWriten during a dark a turbulent time in my life.Her breath comes in ragged gasps. Lying on the cold hard ground of the battlefield, she sees shafts of yellow light shaded red. It was an inside job, she knows; a traitor in the camp. Blood continues to pour fourth, breath shallow, choking.
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1 Review Added on July 30, 2011 Last Updated on July 30, 2011 AuthorfindingmeFLAboutI'm new to the writing scene, but have had things in the works for years. Just recently got the courage to put it out there. more..Writing
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