A short poem about a person involved in a siege situation.

The time strikes top, I begin to sigh. 

The door opens, my end is nigh.

Blue and Red through the glass.  I lift mine.

My mind wanders back to that time.

Shadows filter into the room.

I dive deeper into my gloom.

How did it come to this?

I supped deeper into the abyss.

I think back to when I was young and free.

And how my life seemed so rosy.

The shadows point their death.

I take my last breath.

I drop my solace, I raise my cure.

I call their cue, they seem so sure.

I look up and I grin wide.

I hear a click down by my side.

Your under arrest, get on your feet I hear them say.

I laugh, back to eternity.

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