In the beginning there was a Loss
Which led to a Need
Which led to a Desire
Which led to an Attempt
Which led to a Robbery
Which led to an Anxiety
Which led to an Fight
Which led to an Accident
Which led to a Murder
Which led to Panic
Which led to Desparation
Which led to an Escape
Which led to an Investigation
Which led to Handprints
Which led to a Chase
Which led to an Insanity
Which led to a Face Off
Which led to a Bullet in the Heart.
There was a man who had lost someone.
He had a plan.
He made a mistake.
He killed.
He left a trace.
He ran.
In the end, he was killed.
Blood will always stain.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
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