Poem -
One Choice

Bodies litter the streets
Blood drowns the hills
Cries of the innocent
Fill the cloudy sky
You and I stand alone
In a painted red town
Where nobody goes anywhere
But down
With tear filled eyes
One of us must die
And with the blood on my hands
Your heart fades and I cry

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