Pavement

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I write a little tale,
thoughts take form..
Add a voodoo doll,
with the attention of doing harm..
My story starts as they always do,
a sinner driving late at night..
You pass through a wooded area,
a large tree falls and puts a stop to your flight..
Dragging yourself out of the wreckage,
you collapse in the middle of the road..
In the shadows you hear something lurking,
your head turns toward the sound..
You see glowing red eyes,
the deep growl of something large and menacing hidden within..
Frozen by fear,
you didn't stand a chance against me..
A truck comes out of nowhere,
your naught but a smear on the pavement for those you harmed to see..

- C. Pantoja

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