Holed up in this hell,

ready for a fight,

knowing damn well

you were always right.

Last thing on my mind

is how I will survive,

knowing that the danger

is the only way to thrive.

Bullets whizzing by,

 one will graze my arm,

but the one you never see

always causes the most harm.

© Autumn Siders 2009

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