Crimson Boy
Mom in the window
Awake to her whisper
I get up to open the door
Little did I know, the bull was coming for us
Glass broke
Skin cut
Blood spilled
Floor slip
Bashed heads
Flying fists
Screaming not in front of the kid
Only 3 years old, and covered in crimson red
Broke down
Ran fast
Hiding under the bed
Closed eyes
Clenched teeth
Then buried it all in my head
Awake to her whisper
I get up to open the door
Little did I know, the bull was coming for us
Glass broke
Skin cut
Blood spilled
Floor slip
Bashed heads
Flying fists
Screaming not in front of the kid
Only 3 years old, and covered in crimson red
Broke down
Ran fast
Hiding under the bed
Closed eyes
Clenched teeth
Then buried it all in my head
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Writer(s): Steven Marr
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