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16 small funerals [103]
16 small funerals
There was that aroma
enticing us,
our stomachs empty,
eyes filled
with the sight of cheese
till the snap,
blood oozing from crushed flesh.
We fled,
shivered in our dens,
hid until hungry
we ventured forth again,
when black whiskers
made us scream,
Mercy!
No mercy for us.
We were a crew.
We were young.
We entered this world eyes wide open.
Now we disappear, eyes shut,
one by one.
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