The Paper

Axe on the floor
Blood envelops my hand
"Follow me," the paper said
Sirens wail
Water veils
"Follow me," the paper whispered
An emotional twister
I wanted something better
So I followed the letter
"Follow me," the paper begged
I slaughtered someone's arm and leg
I wanted to travel to a new world
Somehwere new to grow old
So I let the woman take hold
"Follow me," the paper screeched
Brainwashed by its speech
I want to...
"Follow me." 

 
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DewDrop27

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16 years old

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