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In his shattered state, he couldn’t decompress
Someone tried to kill him which added more distress
Air came, in shorter spurts, a gasp, here and there
Shards of glass, sliced his skin, he was in despair
When he found his wits, he peered through the hole
Wondered how the piercing bullet, didn’t take his soul
What he saw made him jump, he tumbled to the floor
He had escaped so many times, he couldn’t anymore
The reaper had come calling, waited for him to depart
Not letting him get away again, death took his evil heart
December Writing Prompt – Decompression arrived quickly after the window blew out – Day 21/31
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Wow, so wonderfully done, My Dear!
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Thank you kindly, my friend xoxo
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Thank you for sharing! ❤
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