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Him.

pushing back the wind
holding back my tears
stumbling over my feet
falling onto the ground
fearing the worst
as your drunken self
stumbled toward me
you stood there
just 5 feet away
smiling
inching away from your dirty boots
that left the footprints
in the moist dirt
i backed up
and boosted myself onto a tree trunk
stumbling as i walked backwards
you still coming towards me
turning and running
as fast as my feet would carry me
i felt numb, weakened, and oh so dirty
music playing in my head
i couldnt hear anything around me
until the trigger was pulled
the sound pierced my ears
turning and looking down
he was on the ground
a puddle of blood had formed
i couldnt breathe
falling onto the ground
upon awakening
laying face down
i pulled myself off the ground
nothing
it were only a dream
until i turned my head and saw the blood stain on the ground...

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