• I Walk to my house,

    I walk past an allyway.

    Men are fighting in the allyway



    They have guns.

    I pause to look, Damn my curiosity.

    Becouse once they see me, a loud bang comes to be.

    A Flower of blood sprouts from my shirt, its roots of pain grasp my soul.

    I feel my life ebb away like the tide at the beach on a warm sunny day.

    After a burst of pain,

    I feel like I'm flying!

    I feel great!

    I died.