Their bodies lay
scattered along the
streets
flies floating around
their carcasses, feasting
on
the deads flesh
My brother will
join the rest
of the bodies
soon his fingers
have already turned
raven black
~JL
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Just A Poem Book
PoetryThis is just a poems that I wrote for fun. So do not be shocked if they aren't the best things ever written.
