Nightmares

The Saga Continues

Fictional Verse

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I wake up

From

Amother nightmare

A memory really

The smell Of

Blood,

The sound Of

Gunfire

Blood smearing

The white bored

Near a poem

Teacher had

Written on The

Bored.

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I never knew

Until that day

In that classroom

That blood

Had an overpowering

Smell

Especially when

It was the blood

Of classmates

Gasping for air

As some took

Their last breath

Next to

You.

And I couldn’t

Know that fear

Had the face