Shots from the Dark
by
Brandon Dues
I dressed
all the same
Very plain
Very plain
In an alley
down the block
Not the same
Not the same
Out of frame
In the dark
There were shots
Bloody stain
Blood stains
On the pavement
There were stains
Bloody stains
The night was dark
Very stark
The smell of murder
Flies like a lark
From the dark
Booming shots
All those shots
All those shots
She fell limp
In my arms
So ashamed
So afraid
She fell limp
In my arms
What a shame
By her side
Where I stayed
She was dying
I was silent
No words to say
No words to say
Such a shame
All the same
The night was dark
Very stark
The smell of murder
Flies like a lark
From the dark
Booming shots
All those shots
All those shots
Runaway
He ran away
Getaway
I had to wait
For the sirens
Have to wait
For those sirens
He got away
Still a shame
A perfect beauty
To have died
Such a way
Too far away
When I saw her
Without a name
All the same
The night was dark
Very stark
The smell of murder
Flies like a lark
From the dark
Booming shots
All those shots
All those shots
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