In the blackness of the storm,
The slumped and crumpled figure,
A century from the dawn,
Murder pulled the trigger.
The mass of sodden hair,
Contemplation of this sight,
Sweeping of black mare,
That drove death coach tonight.
The thrashing of the rain,
That sheened across the coat,
Blood that leaves the brain,
Ghost unsightly moat.
Early sirens scream,
Pierced the echoed lane,
Body warms the steam,
Trickles down the drain.
A man no face or name,
The sound of human cries,
A monster thats not tame,
The place where body lies. _________________ My heart my life in words to friends who understand.
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