The sky was rude-
When I opened my eyes
Lying there belly up-
Chocking- sweet turned bitter in my mouth
The screeching silence- went on and then-
Stopped- heaven was truly lost-
Grey blobs replaced the brilliant rose cheeks-
Shivering blood drops pooled at each thorn -
And seagulls circled – I had hit my head-
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