A Tragedy
John and his license expired that day
Each one was chopped into a thousand pieces,
Which covered the vast expanse of the room.
The burbling, black blood
settled into a deep,
dark pool.
His shredded limbs were little stones
scattered around the slippery floor.
The only thing recognizable was John’s dull
eyes,
splattered with blood,
resting next to his smiling face on his license.
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