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At This Moment

Someone turns the light on
Looks down the barrel of a
Gun

Has their first sex
Regretting it, remembering it
Warmly

Looks for the last time
Into their lover's
Eyes

Has a knife held to their neck
Holds the handle of the
Knife

Slides into a deep hollow
Rushes into glittering
Waves

Lies in dust, their blood red
Body cradling a dead
Child.

At this moment,
You read these words
Quietly...

Darkness lies in wait for
You - the long expected
Surprise.


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