Blackout
The metallic taste spreading in the mouth
Left with a deep gash, spewing scarlet
Whispering silently, as wickedness crosses the face
No one was coming
Body against the bricked wall of the alley
Heart beating frantically for life
Breath quickened for survival
The bright red staining the concrete
The unprecedented stimulating the adrenaline surge
A faint chuckle escapes the throat
Vindictive in the mind with a message
Not done yet, revive
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