Darkness (interlude)

By Jordan Sword

On Last Night.

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His friends were in the hot sun

Saw him with another one

Partying, having fun

Gettin drunk, shootin up

Loaded needle, hot shot

In the cool desert

Perfect spot

Eyes rolled back

(glass breaking and footsteps)

Not a though

A mothers scream

He layed there bleeding

Next day obituary

The darkness