I used to see your face
every time I shut my eyes.
Like an unending nightmare,
you haunted me day and night.
I yearned for release,
for the peace of oblivion.
Then, in a dream, we walked together
through a small Italian town on the
sea.
The wind kicked up your dark locks
as we spoke.
But madness ran around with a gun,
frightening us and the locals.
He held us at gunpoint,
but we stood defiant.
The shots he fired still ring in my
memory,
the shots that carried me to oblivion.
I awoke terrified and in pain,
the warmth of my blood covering my
chest,
but I never saw you again.
-Zero
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