Escape
By: District 4 Male Tribute
I escape
His mouth gapes
Things dripping off our plates
What was yesterday's date
It was the eighth
But now I escape
It was too late
I can't think straight
How could I escape
While his mouth gapes
It's already too late
We can't make
Anymore mistakes
But it's already too late
My life has slipped down
The never ending grate
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FanfictionA collection of poems from the tributes and other people of Panem
