FIRE
A
moment in time frozen with a single drop of fire.
As
anger and fret boiled inside,
Looking
at the innocent one that laid.
Unable
to enclose the truth
By
the gun held against my head.
How
malicious of me they said,
Couldn’t
speak up for the soul of a good friend.
But
who knew in exchange for a secret,
A
sacrifice of life had to be made
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