A Weird Dream

A gunshot rang out
I ran into the corner
The walls collapsed
Under my weight

A gunshot rang out
In the city of the mourners
For a second they relaxed
A moment to hesitate

I'm scared shitless
There's rubble all around me
As the sky glows a deep orange
And you didn't feel sick anymore

There's a scarecrow held high
By the townsfolk I knew but
Now they've got no clue
How to fly



Credits
Writer(s): Cotton Drifting
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