Nothin would protect him from whats coming
They'd do worse to him if he started running

graphic twin i like that alot but seams so basic to your usual
So he stood..Pulled down his hood.. Waited
He had split decisions.. Now never debated
What he stated..his actions was going to do
Made his choice..Now the people were through
Fret wasn't subdued..

the complexirty and wordplay im used to i love it

So they left him to be
It was only now did he rapidly grow insanity
He was left in amity..But his freinds had died
Quickly realised.. That he felt guilty of living
But even now conflicting wasn't inflicting him
He pointed the gun at his head.. so steadily
The bolf bright blood was really dripping dim
He was always well prepared.. died readily
tight as hell how from cliamx you keep intesity to the ending.


over alkl real good pop and an enjoyable read.