POEM STARTER
Submitted by an anonymous Daily Prompt user.
"It was all becoming real."
Use this as the closing line of a poem in any style.
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Sticky red blood oozed down my hands.
The body on the floor was blood covered too.
My impulsiveness went too far this time.
Flashing blue and red lights outside.
A man walks in, takes a look at the knife in my hand.
“YOUR UNDER ARREST”.
It was all becoming real.
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