Don’t Get Caught
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Annaliese Prior, Grade 8
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Poetry
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2022
Creeping. Crawling. Drip. Drip.
Blood falling to the floor.
Running. Screaming. Don’t get caught.
Or you won’t be around anymore.
Tick. Tock. Goes the clock.
Time is running out.
Oh no.
Looks like you died,
Before you could even shout.