The Signs

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Crouched over and crying

With premonitions of dying

A situation leaving her

Short of breath yet sighing



The poison he’s been drinking

The anger she’s been seeing

Now the hunger intensifies

For the words he’s not speaking



The light of dawn approaches

Yet the pistol he never noticed

A moment lost to darkness

When her love lost its focus



The signs were always there

The scent of blood in the air

Long sleeves and sun shades

Her voice so cracked and scared



Kitchen knives she had lost

Her biggest concern to defrost

Never venturing to that room

Until she couldn’t afford the cost



His world severely shattered

His heart left torn and tattered

A father that never cared

And a life that didn’t matter



His wrists gashed and open

As he lay bleeding and broken

Her heart filled with regret

And three words rarely spoken



The signs were always there

The scent of blood in the air

Long sleeves and sun shades

His voice so cracked and scared



Their bodies begin to shiver

Their voices slowly wither

Nameless numbers on the news

Leaving this taste so bitter



The children crying to the sky

Seeking salvation from their lives

Their tears fall to the earth

Begging for the world to realize



Prayers that leave me bereft

Answers that leave me upset

The bodies continue counting

Until there is nothing left



The signs were always there

The scent of blood in the air

Long sleeves and sun shades

Their voices so cracked and scared

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