Police investigates a homicide…
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Touching the dead,
the killer fled,
pulling one hand
from the warmth of a pocket,
blood seeping out of the eye socket,
cooled down,
staining the ground,
killing was the ultimate sin,
the police squats down to grab
the dead man’s chin,
pushing the head to one side,
wounds opened wide,
it was indeed a horrific homicide,
killing with no pride,
and compassion would hide.
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