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 Wheat
Author: Sophia Adams  PM
A poem with a man's thoughts when he's stabbed in the back (literally) by a friend. Short. Death related. Please R&R
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 39 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-06-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3080715
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Wheat
I lie facing down,
on a bed made of wheat.
I've been here for hours,
Just left here to bleed.
Stabbed in the back,
The coward did leave.
Left me to die,
On this bed made of wheat
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