Two shots rang out into the cold,
hard
night.
He ran away,
hiding his guilty face.
She stumbled,
tripped.
She crumpled to the frozen grass,
a hollow thud rang out.
Her head hit the ground,
and her long,
black
hair was fringed,
where it lay.
Two Shots by Ave Nosredna
Poetry » Life Rated: K, English, Drama & Adventure, Words: 49, Published: 6/5/2004
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