MY feet swing over the edge of the apartment complex.
i watch the cars drive by
the people walk by
the dogs running around joyfully.
i watch the robbers break in
i watch the car accidents that kill innocent people
i watch the drug handoffs.
i shudder as i think off everything happening in my own crowded apartment
i hear the door squeak before a mousy voice rings out,
"you're destined to fall."
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im aware of the grammar mistakes it's meant to be like this you'll see ;)
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Short Story⚠️cover creds to @classicoverthinker,, he's so amazing⚠️ A short story written in free verse like CRANK by Ellen Hopkins He sat staring down at the populous city below him. Watching the cars pass, the people pass. The not-so-pleasant side of the cit...
