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The Murder in Sixth Street Alley Part 3
To my knees I dropped
Making nary a sound
Crawling on all fours
When suddenly there came a thump
My blood froze as I moved along
The killer was close but not close enough
That they could see
The trap door waiting for me
I reached out with a shaky grasp
Down the fire pole
With a noiseless gasp
Freedom at last
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Last few words:
Part 3 for your reading pleasure!
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Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
RoseBlack
Mon, 2022-07-25 18:21
Thanks Mark
I think I made my own heart jump a little!
~RoseBlack~
Geezer
Mon, 2022-07-25 20:14
Very nice escape...
I think that the murderer will have a devil of a time, deducing where it is that you have gone. No time to think, just move.
We all await with bated breath, the chase is on! ~ Geez.
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RoseBlack
Mon, 2022-07-25 20:22
Our subject
Seems to have a sinister side...trap doors...fire poles....let's see if he outsmarts our killer
~RoseBlack~