Poem – Perish

Poem 1 Minute

A moment of truth slips silently past. Your inner voice goes unheard, and that gut feeling gets suppressed with Tums. You hide in plain sight, but the predator sees you. And you perish from the earth.

Published by timothyfrench15

Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.

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