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Grade
10

A Little Red

Blood stained wooden walls

Water dripping from the hole in the ceiling

lightning brightening the barn

The hay bundles pushed in my different directions

Loud sounds of thunder echoing through the barn

My evil laugh coming out as i drop to my knees

You could have run anywhere but you ran here

Your face red

Your hair wet

From the pouring rain outside

Cuts and bruises cover your body

Did you know I’d come back

You got away once but look where you ended up now

Droplets of water running down my face

Running my hand over my face

You blood now covered it

It's okay honey

you're not the first

State
Connecticut
Zip Code
06066