Sierra Poem by Lamar Cole

Sierra



Every time Sierra looked into the mirror.
All that she saw was a killer terror.
She walked upon people when she was in killer mode.
Shot them in their heads and then went on down the road.
Sierra was as deadly as a tsunami flood.
And she loved the sight of a lot of blood.

Saturday, December 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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