Cody A. Buckmaster
Sirens - Poem by Cody A. Buckmaster
Sirens Roaring in the distance.
Walking down this cold road.
Listening to people talk softly.
Are they talking about him?
Are they plotting against him?
Trying to put the past behind him.
He remembers their faces.
Staring a hole straight through him.
Their dark beaty eyes as he walked by.
Hes trying to end this suffering he has.
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