Stillness
Black blood grows cold on old wounds,
Main arteries convulse for the last time.
Pain sets in, not with the victim
But with his family, his friends, his lover.
It was a quick end, an easy way out.
A childhood lost,
A teenage stolen,
An adulthood murdered.
Singular in death as he was in life.
All is gone;
A stillness hovers in the air....
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i wasnt askin, but thats kickass man!
way better than i could do with photoshop! lol