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Blood Red
The sky, full of stunning morning clouds,
Revealed the red colored atmosphere.
A brick encrusted home stays hidden with no one to be seen,
But the calm air slowly blew.
I enter the awful room with nothing but haunting images.
The screams resemble imprisoned ghosts.
The echoes of the dreadful guns still remain hidden in the walls.
The freezing cold tiles still hold the horrendous color which everyone has seen, red.
I wish I could talk to him again, to hear his voice just once would be a pleasure.
But I know he is in a better place now.
I miss you abuelo………
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My grandfather was killed a while back in mexico. To make myself stop from crying i wrote a opoem to express my feeelings. I love you grandpa we dearly miss you.