Day 11: Snow

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The snow was the perfect disguise

The white flakes floated gently to the ground, sticking easily to the pavement

The car's tires screeched, the only thing louder than the crash was the screams

The snow was the perfect disguise

The red of the blood flowed through the crisp white of the flakes

The man was a murderer, he was a fiend, he deserved to die

The family didn't. I wish they weren't in the car when I did it

The snow was the perfect disguise

The snow hid my true intent

The snow hid my secret

The snow saved my life by ending another's

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 11, 2019 ⏰

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