Steal
By CloudRaven
I could feel the cold steal against my head. I could taste the sweat as it ran down my face. I want to scream, but know I can't. I want to run, but I have no place to go. I close my eyes tightly. I can taste the blood as I bite my lip. My finger tightens as I pull the trigger as I pray for forgiveness..... Written April 19th, 2002 © on Apr 19 2002 08:17 AM PST 0 • 1
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"I could feel the cold steal..."