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Cold winds slapping so hard.
Yet I am standing emotionless.
A small droplet of tear stuck in my throat
As a dead body is staring right through me.
My trembling hands grip a gun
My mind went blank.
Events flashing with my eyes closed
My clothes were drenched with blood and sweat.
But I am still thinking
Have I done the right thing?
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Echoes of the Soul
Random🌟 Hey everyone! 📜✍️ Welcome to my new journey as a writer! Echoes of the Soul isn't just poetry; it's my heartfelt creation.📚 ✨ I can't wait to hear what you think! I'll keep updating with new poems. Please like and comment. Thanks a bunch! 🤍🤍 ...
