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Uknown
May 23, 2013
Slowly he follows, unknowingly
The sound of his flip flops
The sound of his tongue gliding across his lips
Why?
Why?
Why?
I ask my self as i walk down the sidewalk
I do not understand
Will i be safe?
Will i survive this great sunny day?
Will i see my young children again?
Yes.
These thoughts run through my head
my first instinct is to run
But no i will not run
I will survive, and i turn around with an elbow
Direct contact to his face and hes down
I am the victor, HE is the loser
bye bye....
© Whitney C., Forest, VA
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