January 2009
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Remorse
Written by Stephen Van Tuyl
Watching the pool of blood
slowly spread across the floor before me
all I can think of is
I’ve taken a life.
Eyes losing color
as life slowly drains from them.
All I can think of is
I’ve taken a life.
Shotgun falls to the floor
Hands strangely unable to grip.
All I can think of is
I’ve taken a life
Desperately searching for...
RELIGION, n.
A daughter of Hope and Fear, explaining to Ignorance the nature of the Unknowable.
Ambrose Bierce
Elephants never forget →
Ain’t love grand?