Town Hall (3)
The pain shot through
Little by little it grew
But CG did ignore
Wouldn't have it disturb her core.
Her jaw hurt
Had bleed on her shirt.
It was durin' the gun fight
No one knew of her plight.
She stood up and spoke
Never once her voice broke
"Be it good or be it bad
We know nothin' of Lean's dad.
We need to fill the cracks
Get all the facts.
Then we can decide
What's truth and what's lies."
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Busted Gulch vol 1
AdventureCome to Busted Gulch and meet the unique characters there. A @lyttlejoe creation. An Old West story (kinda) in Poetry and Prose. A unique story that not only is a fun read but continues in the comments by the writers themselves. Come check out the...
